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 Portugal and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Ultimate Spinach to the techno 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 Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five. All the underground hits.
All The Gap Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 chamberlin and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Funky Four + One record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scan 7,
Tommy Roe,
Lucky Dragons,
Ronan,
Al Stewart,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Alice Coltrane,
Eric Copeland,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Slits,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Fire Engines,
The Wake,
The Pretty Things,
The Young Rascals,
Jeff Mills,
Camouflage,
The Moody Blues,
Alton Ellis,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Marine Girls,
Panda Bear,
Barclay James Harvest,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Nik Kershaw,
John Foxx,
Connie Case,
Y Pants,
Quadrant,
Q and Not U,
Surgeon,
The Motions,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Faust,
Gerry Rafferty,
Joensuu 1685,
Procol Harum,
Jerry's Kids,
Darondo,
Urselle,
Gregory Isaacs,
Radiohead,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Roxy Music,
Iggy Pop,
Bobby Womack,
Todd Rundgren,
X-Ray Spex,
Kool Moe Dee,
Delta 5,
Toni Rubio,
June Days,
The Beau Brummels,
Popol Vuh,
Sixth Finger,
X-102,
Leonard Cohen,
Letta Mbulu,
Grauzone,
Heaven 17,
Barrington Levy,
Scientists, Scientists, Scientists, Scientists.
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.