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 Mozambique and from Lagos.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Surgeon to the dance 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 Angry Samoans. All the underground hits.
All Black Pus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Prince Buster record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Grandmaster Flash record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Godley & Creme,
Matthew Halsall,
Nico,
Tim Buckley,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Derrick Morgan,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Ultimate Spinach,
Saccharine Trust,
Thee Headcoats,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Marine Girls,
Outsiders,
The Offenders,
Rites of Spring,
Television Personalities,
Todd Terry,
The Dave Clark Five,
H. Thieme,
Gastr Del Sol,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Sugar Minott,
Susan Cadogan,
Skarface,
Black Bananas,
The Fire Engines,
Lakeside,
Inner City,
Supertramp,
Mad Mike,
Sexual Harrassment,
Zero Boys,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Infiniti,
The Fall,
Echospace,
Nation of Ulysses,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Public Image Ltd.,
Jacob Miller,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Saints,
Liliput,
Barclay James Harvest,
Cheater Slicks,
Alice Coltrane,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
DJ Sneak,
Circle Jerks,
Dead Boys,
JFA,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Stetsasonic,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Gun Club,
Jeff Lynne,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Pierre Henry,
Beasts of Bourbon, Beasts of Bourbon, Beasts of Bourbon, Beasts of Bourbon.
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.