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 Japan and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Salvador.
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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the organ 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 Skriet to the dance 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 Symarip. All the underground hits.
All The United States of America tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mandrill record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 marimba and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lalann record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Knickerbockers,
Barrington Levy,
Hashim,
Dual Sessions,
Pussy Galore,
The Divine Comedy,
The Detroit Cobras,
Jandek,
The Blues Magoos,
Jimmy McGriff,
KRS-One,
Sugar Minott,
Flamin' Groovies,
Pere Ubu,
Kas Product,
CMW,
Wally Richardson,
Kevin Saunderson,
Roy Ayers,
Pantaleimon,
Stetsasonic,
Rekid,
The Selecter,
X-Ray Spex,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Raincoats,
Neil Young,
Siglo XX,
Yusef Lateef,
Johnny Osbourne,
Half Japanese,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Arthur Verocai,
Banda Bassotti,
Das Ding,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Busters,
The Neon Judgement,
The Standells,
Reuben Wilson,
Black Moon,
The Count Five,
Con Funk Shun,
The Music Machine,
Amon Düül,
The Gap Band,
Audionom,
Traffic Nightmare,
Nils Olav,
Vladislav Delay,
The Zeros,
The Happenings,
David Bowie,
Country Teasers,
Q65,
Josef K,
The Slackers,
Public Enemy,
E-Dancer,
X-101,
Suburban Knight,
Toni Rubio,
Ten City, Ten City, Ten City, Ten City.
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.