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 Peru and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 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 Camouflage to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Marshall Jefferson. All the underground hits.
All Teenage Jesus and the Jerks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sun City Girls 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Toni Rubio record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Minnie Riperton,
Slave,
Newcleus,
Saccharine Trust,
Slick Rick,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Jandek,
Peter & Gordon,
Henry Cow,
The Birthday Party,
Big Daddy Kane,
Suicide,
Liliput,
Girls At Our Best!,
Icehouse,
Neil Young,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Depeche Mode,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Amon Düül,
Procol Harum,
Marvin Gaye,
Michelle Simonal,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Traffic Nightmare,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Ituana,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Silicon Teens,
The Vogues,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
8 Eyed Spy,
Deadbeat,
ABBA,
Maleditus Sound,
The Mojo Men,
Public Enemy,
OOIOO,
Soul II Soul,
The Fire Engines,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Alton Ellis,
Eli Mardock,
The Saints,
The Kinks,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Bill Wells,
Aural Exciters,
The Sonics,
Bob Dylan,
CMW,
Bluetip,
Rufus Thomas,
Scion,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Absolute Body Control,
Reagan Youth,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Dirtbombs,
Skriet, Skriet, Skriet, Skriet.
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.