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 France and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Spokane.
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 Michael McDonald 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 Bobby Sherman to the electroclash kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Ludus. All the underground hits.
All Gang Starr tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Intrusion record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mantronix record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soul II Soul,
Dennis Brown,
Sarah Menescal,
Agent Orange,
The Saints,
Ultra Naté,
The Detroit Cobras,
Joe Smooth,
Angry Samoans,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Thee Headcoats,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Todd Rundgren,
Alton Ellis,
Archie Shepp,
cv313,
Intrusion,
Chrome,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Pantaleimon,
Marine Girls,
Scratch Acid,
Eric Dolphy,
The Seeds,
MC5,
Sonny Sharrock,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Outsiders,
The J.B.'s,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Kerrie Biddell,
Marvin Gaye,
The Angels of Light,
The Gap Band,
Lou Reed,
Unwound,
Wally Richardson,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Bizarre Inc.,
Fugazi,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Newcleus,
Judy Mowatt,
La Düsseldorf,
Sister Nancy,
These Immortal Souls,
Lee Hazlewood,
Tears for Fears,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Dual Sessions,
Ultimate Spinach,
Prince Buster,
Lightning Bolt,
FM Einheit,
The Raincoats,
Derrick Morgan,
Janne Schatter,
The Tremeloes,
Pantytec, Pantytec, Pantytec, Pantytec.
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.