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 New Zealand and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Essential Logic to the punk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Gian Franco Pienzio. All the underground hits.
All Easy Going tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tropical Tobacco record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 snare and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sound Behaviour record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Clear Light,
Q and Not U,
The Names,
Dennis Brown,
Max Romeo,
UT,
The Litter,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
D'Angelo,
Technova,
Suburban Knight,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Oneida,
Ronnie Foster,
The Evens,
Andrew Hill,
The Cure,
Urselle,
Lebanon Hanover,
La Düsseldorf,
Siglo XX,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Subhumans,
Young Marble Giants,
Arthur Verocai,
Simply Red,
The Associates,
China Crisis,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Leaves,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Icehouse,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Rufus Thomas,
Cal Tjader,
Fluxion,
Jandek,
Scrapy,
Todd Terry,
Slave,
DJ Style,
Janne Schatter,
The Barracudas,
Morten Harket,
Average White Band,
Jacques Brel,
Infiniti,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Susan Cadogan,
Amon Düül II,
Wings,
Boredoms,
The Remains,
Judy Mowatt,
Black Sheep,
Big Daddy Kane,
Fear,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Matthew Halsall,
JFA,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Divine Comedy, The Divine Comedy, The Divine Comedy, The Divine Comedy.
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.