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 Ghana and from Lyon.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Tomorrow to the grunge 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 Harry Pussy. All the underground hits.
All David McCallum tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ajijia Myrayebe record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kool G Rap & DJ Polo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Bar-Kays,
Pierre Henry,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Deakin,
Man Parrish,
Dave Gahan,
Harpers Bizarre,
Faust,
Magazine,
The Mojo Men,
Danielle Patucci,
Lou Reed,
Bill Near,
The Remains,
Con Funk Shun,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Martian,
Donald Byrd,
Kool Moe Dee,
Robert Wyatt,
Aswad,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Drive Like Jehu,
Anakelly,
The Cure,
Aloha Tigers,
Godley & Creme,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Moody Blues,
CMW,
Zero Boys,
Marshall Jefferson,
Ornette Coleman,
Funkadelic,
Minutemen,
Surgeon,
Spoonie Gee,
Fatback Band,
Porter Ricks,
Sandy B,
Sound Behaviour,
Pere Ubu,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Michelle Simonal,
Jerry's Kids,
Mars,
Outsiders,
Eric Copeland,
Girls At Our Best!,
Pulsallama,
The Blackbyrds,
Popol Vuh,
Duran Duran,
Minor Threat,
The Gories,
Icehouse,
The Mummies,
Bootsy Collins,
Soul Sonic Force, Soul Sonic Force, Soul Sonic Force, Soul Sonic Force.
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.