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 Nigeria and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron 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 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Morten Harket to the rap kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Gabor Szabo. All the underground hits.
All Ossler tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gary Puckett & The Union Gap record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Vogues record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Black Bananas,
Alton Ellis,
The Blackbyrds,
The Fall,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Black Pus,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Josef K,
Liliput,
Leonard Cohen,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Gladiators,
Ultra Naté,
Barry Ungar,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Bobby Byrd,
John Foxx,
Swans,
Simply Red,
Cal Tjader,
Rufus Thomas,
The Move,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Martian,
Mark Hollis,
The Doors,
Barclay James Harvest,
Wally Richardson,
DJ Style,
Eden Ahbez,
The Toasters,
Deepchord,
The Count Five,
Byron Stingily,
The Busters,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Minny Pops,
Ohio Players,
Amon Düül,
The Fortunes,
Brand Nubian,
Susan Cadogan,
Eve St. Jones,
Kas Product,
CMW,
Jandek,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Wake,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Lakeside,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Bad Manners,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Gories,
X-Ray Spex,
The Dead C,
Sister Nancy,
Black Flag,
Fear,
Chris & Cosey, Chris & Cosey, Chris & Cosey, Chris & Cosey.
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.