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 Luxembourg and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Crispian St. Peters to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Japan. All the underground hits.
All Andrew Hill tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Surgeon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bob Dylan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
U.S. Maple,
Delta 5,
The Skatalites,
The Shadows of Knight,
Average White Band,
LL Cool J,
Judy Mowatt,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
June Days,
Aloha Tigers,
Sugar Minott,
Grauzone,
Eden Ahbez,
Swans,
Alphaville,
Bobby Womack,
Monolake,
Franke,
Rhythm & Sound,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Q and Not U,
Eric Copeland,
Adolescents,
Derrick May,
The Standells,
Danielle Patucci,
The J.B.'s,
Rites of Spring,
Moss Icon,
the Slits,
James White and The Blacks,
Yazoo,
Warren Ellis,
Nils Olav,
Panda Bear,
Anakelly,
Kaleidoscope,
Nick Fraelich,
Gastr Del Sol,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Star Department,
The Blackbyrds,
Sun Ra,
The Leaves,
Zapp,
Erasure,
Neu!,
New York Dolls,
Shoche,
Hashim,
Marmalade,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Bizarre Inc.,
Symarip,
Glenn Branca,
Tubeway Army,
Man Eating Sloth,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Flesh Eaters,
Vainqueur,
Suburban Knight,
Newcleus,
Altered Images,
Hoover,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish.
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.