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 Bahamas and from Cairo.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 The Golliwogs to the disco 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 Marcia Griffiths. All the underground hits.
All Leonard Cohen tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ituana record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Zero Boys record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Detroit Cobras,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Gap Band,
The Count Five,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Fire Engines,
Hot Snakes,
The Monochrome Set,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Black Moon,
Roy Ayers,
Goldenarms,
The Buckinghams,
Brick,
Half Japanese,
Neil Young,
Pole,
Bang On A Can,
Rosa Yemen,
the Sonics,
Frankie Knuckles,
Au Pairs,
The Red Krayola,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Excepter,
Scrapy,
Skaos,
Iggy Pop,
Jandek,
The Last Poets,
Public Image Ltd.,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Dawn Penn,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Walker Brothers,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
the Fania All-Stars,
Blancmange,
Bizarre Inc.,
Joy Division,
DJ Sneak,
Crooked Eye,
Swell Maps,
Oblivians,
Chris & Cosey,
Cheater Slicks,
Lower 48,
Brass Construction,
The Moody Blues,
Soft Cell,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Essential Logic,
Girls At Our Best!,
X-102,
The Blues Magoos,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
KRS-One,
R.M.O.,
the Bar-Kays, the Bar-Kays, the Bar-Kays, the Bar-Kays.
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.