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 Portugal and from London.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Selector Dub Narcotic to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Q65. All the underground hits.
All Lungfish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Suicide record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a guitar 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 oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hot Snakes,
New Order,
Eurythmics,
Average White Band,
Vainqueur,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Gabor Szabo,
Brass Construction,
Scion,
Pylon,
Urselle,
Nation of Ulysses,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Qualms,
Junior Murvin,
The Smiths,
Royal Trux,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Grass Roots,
Silicon Teens,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Count Five,
The Tremeloes,
UT,
Fort Wilson Riot,
KRS-One,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
DNA,
In Retrospect,
Arthur Verocai,
Bang On A Can,
Matthew Bourne,
MC5,
Whodini,
D'Angelo,
Talk Talk,
The Pretty Things,
10cc,
Chris & Cosey,
The Litter,
The Golliwogs,
Tears for Fears,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Suicide,
Flash Fearless,
Camberwell Now,
John Coltrane,
Monolake,
The Zeros,
The Wake,
Althea and Donna,
T. Rex,
Lucky Dragons,
Subhumans,
Underground Resistance,
The Detroit Cobras,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Lightning Bolt,
Minnie Riperton,
The Real Kids,
The Trojans,
Moebius,
ABBA, ABBA, ABBA, ABBA.
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.