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 Benin 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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Royal Trux 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 Faust. All the underground hits.
All Rhythim Is Rhythim tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Black Bananas 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 '80s 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 The Electric Prunes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Aaron Thompson,
Ralphi Rosario,
Funky Four + One,
Pagans,
Isaac Hayes,
Pharoah Sanders,
Spoonie Gee,
The Velvet Underground,
Yazoo,
Duran Duran,
Hasil Adkins,
The Wake,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Little Man,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Black Dice,
Second Layer,
Panda Bear,
Idris Muhammad,
Frankie Knuckles,
Sugar Minott,
Anthony Braxton,
KRS-One,
Shoche,
Loose Ends,
Grauzone,
Scratch Acid,
Half Japanese,
Sällskapet,
Kenny Larkin,
The Dead C,
Soulsonic Force,
The Cramps,
The Mojo Men,
Iggy Pop,
Jesper Dahlback,
Chris & Cosey,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Rufus Thomas,
Black Sheep,
James White and The Blacks,
Index,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Agent Orange,
Dennis Brown,
Fugazi,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Toasters,
Soul II Soul,
Lee Hazlewood,
Bob Dylan,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Al Stewart,
Mantronix,
Parry Music,
Crime,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Alton Ellis,
The Human League,
Brothers Johnson,
Glambeats Corp.,
Pere Ubu,
Pussy Galore, Pussy Galore, Pussy Galore, Pussy Galore.
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.