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 Congo and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Icehouse to the dance kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Sun City Girls. All the underground hits.
All Archie Shepp tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Zeros record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 a rhodes and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Electric Prunes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camouflage,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Sparks,
Ice-T,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Robert Wyatt,
Gichy Dan,
Severed Heads,
10cc,
Grandmaster Flash,
Inner City,
Yazoo,
Isaac Hayes,
Marshall Jefferson,
Wings,
Theoretical Girls,
The Blues Magoos,
John Holt,
Livin' Joy,
Sugar Minott,
The Count Five,
Lower 48,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Tropical Tobacco,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Toasters,
Jeru the Damaja,
Basic Channel,
Josef K,
Rites of Spring,
Drexciya,
Hasil Adkins,
Nick Fraelich,
Bronski Beat,
Roy Ayers,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
June of 44,
The Fall,
T.S.O.L.,
Crime,
PIL,
Jeff Lynne,
The Fugs,
Marcia Griffiths,
Cecil Taylor,
The Gladiators,
Tom Boy,
Loose Ends,
Black Flag,
Amon Düül II,
Rhythm & Sound,
the Swans,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
These Immortal Souls,
Kaleidoscope,
Depeche Mode,
EPMD,
Infiniti,
David Bowie,
Alton Ellis,
Mantronix,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Max Romeo,
Joy Division, Joy Division, Joy Division, Joy Division.
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.