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 Ghana and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 oboe 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 New Order to the grime kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 David Bowie. All the underground hits.
All D'Angelo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ralphi Rosario record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a JFA record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scrapy,
Nick Fraelich,
Malaria!,
Dennis Brown,
R.M.O.,
The New Christs,
the Soft Cell,
Jacob Miller,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
X-Ray Spex,
The Doobie Brothers,
Little Man,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Harmonia,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Janne Schatter,
Aswad,
Reuben Wilson,
The Buckinghams,
Siglo XX,
Harpers Bizarre,
Roy Ayers,
Guru Guru,
The Raincoats,
Basic Channel,
Unwound,
The Grass Roots,
The Mummies,
Audionom,
Wolf Eyes,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Beau Brummels,
Boz Scaggs,
The Skatalites,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Cramps,
ABBA,
Nation of Ulysses,
Essential Logic,
The Flesh Eaters,
Aloha Tigers,
The Count Five,
Ice-T,
Buzzcocks,
Gastr Del Sol,
Groovy Waters,
Judy Mowatt,
New Age Steppers,
Tomorrow,
T.S.O.L.,
The Kinks,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Cecil Taylor,
New Order,
Mandrill,
Bizarre Inc.,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
T. Rex,
Loose Ends,
Laurel Aitken, Laurel Aitken, Laurel Aitken, Laurel Aitken.
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.