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 Nicaragua and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 X-Ray Spex to the grime 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 Ohio Players. All the underground hits.
All Gang Gang Dance tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scion 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 sitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Slave record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Grass Roots,
The Trojans,
Second Layer,
Joe Finger,
Zapp,
The Count Five,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Vladislav Delay,
X-Ray Spex,
Michelle Simonal,
Bill Near,
The Cowsills,
John Foxx,
Sällskapet,
Alton Ellis,
Terry Callier,
CMW,
The Dirtbombs,
Lower 48,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Siglo XX,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Bootsy Collins,
Mandrill,
Guru Guru,
The Birthday Party,
The Barracudas,
The Offenders,
Johnny Clarke,
Metal Thangz,
the Normal,
Chris Corsano,
Neil Young,
The Five Americans,
Cheater Slicks,
Leonard Cohen,
Gastr Del Sol,
Rakim,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Cramps,
Depeche Mode,
Amazonics,
Eric Copeland,
These Immortal Souls,
Ten City,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Young Rascals,
Lalo Schifrin,
Symarip,
Arthur Verocai,
Dual Sessions,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Kenny Larkin,
Scratch Acid,
Babytalk,
Grey Daturas,
Sex Pistols,
Tears for Fears,
Delon & Dalcan,
Duran Duran,
Dennis Brown,
Gian Franco Pienzio, Gian Franco Pienzio, Gian Franco Pienzio, Gian Franco Pienzio.
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.