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 Namibia and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 harpsichord 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 Nico to the dance kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 The Shadows of Knight. All the underground hits.
All Rosa Yemen tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yazoo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 sitar and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Godley & Creme record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rakim,
The Slackers,
Lou Christie,
Robert Hood,
Michelle Simonal,
Black Flag,
The Associates,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Judy Mowatt,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Byron Stingily,
Das Ding,
the Germs,
Quantec,
Moebius,
Crispian St. Peters,
Wire,
Pierre Henry,
Ohio Players,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
A Certain Ratio,
Kas Product,
Gang Green,
Maleditus Sound,
The Misunderstood,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Goldenarms,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Sonics,
Spoonie Gee,
Rekid,
Al Stewart,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Lightning Bolt,
The Mojo Men,
DJ Style,
The Vogues,
Sixth Finger,
Soulsonic Force,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Toasters,
Jeru the Damaja,
Stetsasonic,
Gang of Four,
Tears for Fears,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Prince Buster,
The Monks,
Radio Birdman,
The Wake,
Stereo Dub,
Bill Wells,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Fear,
June Days,
Donny Hathaway,
Hardrive,
Isaac Hayes,
Drive Like Jehu,
Jandek, Jandek, Jandek, Jandek.
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.