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 Gabon and from Tehran.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the 808 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 Fad Gadget to the dance 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 Fluxion. All the underground hits.
All Sonny Sharrock tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Tremeloes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roy Ayers Ubiquity record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
K-Klass,
Camouflage,
Joy Division,
The Gladiators,
Television Personalities,
Groovy Waters,
Bobby Sherman,
Roger Hodgson,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Ponytail,
UT,
Model 500,
The J.B.'s,
Eve St. Jones,
Swans,
Television,
Tears for Fears,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Count Five,
Arthur Verocai,
Young Marble Giants,
DNA,
Second Layer,
Adolescents,
Little Man,
Soul II Soul,
Desert Stars,
Goldenarms,
Ten City,
The Fuzztones,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Modern Lovers,
Roxette,
Brothers Johnson,
Bluetip,
Silicon Teens,
the Swans,
Agitation Free,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Urselle,
Mars,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Unrelated Segments,
Idris Muhammad,
This Heat,
Robert Wyatt,
Symarip,
Japan,
The Knickerbockers,
Von Mondo,
Black Moon,
Bobby Byrd,
Radiopuhelimet,
Gastr Del Sol,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Toni Rubio,
Chris Corsano,
Nas,
the Bar-Kays,
Sonic Youth,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Lizzy Mercier Descloux.
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.