Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Fiji and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Lindisfarne to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by The Raincoats. All the underground hits.
All Can tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Andrew Hill record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Duran Duran,
Glenn Branca,
Soul II Soul,
Vainqueur,
R.M.O.,
A Certain Ratio,
Q and Not U,
Con Funk Shun,
Agent Orange,
Joe Finger,
Jeff Lynne,
Stetsasonic,
The Real Kids,
Robert Hood,
Altered Images,
Eddi Front,
Thompson Twins,
The Offenders,
CMW,
Isaac Hayes,
Roy Ayers,
The Music Machine,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Sight & Sound,
Sarah Menescal,
Subhumans,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Judy Mowatt,
The Happenings,
Cameo,
Sister Nancy,
Scion,
Von Mondo,
Freddie Wadling,
Lee Hazlewood,
Scan 7,
Gregory Isaacs,
Tomorrow,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Erykah Badu,
Average White Band,
The Detroit Cobras,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
New Age Steppers,
Rakim,
Public Enemy,
Man Eating Sloth,
Sixth Finger,
Young Marble Giants,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Martian,
The Fire Engines,
Goldenarms,
Flipper,
Lower 48,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Kinks,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Buckinghams,
Scrapy, Scrapy, Scrapy, Scrapy.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.