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 South Sudan and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Drive Like Jehu to the rock 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 The Slackers. All the underground hits.
All Kerrie Biddell tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Manfred Mann's Earth Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marvin Gaye record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cal Tjader,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The United States of America,
The Cure,
Roxette,
CMW,
Throbbing Gristle,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Evens,
The Neon Judgement,
Erasure,
Japan,
Cybotron,
Eric Dolphy,
Suicide,
The Monochrome Set,
Trumans Water,
Rapeman,
Jeff Lynne,
Rosa Yemen,
Scan 7,
Black Flag,
Slave,
Angry Samoans,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Vogues,
Nik Kershaw,
The Busters,
Scratch Acid,
Swans,
Hashim,
The Durutti Column,
The Angels of Light,
The Raincoats,
World's Most,
Aswad,
JFA,
Surgeon,
This Heat,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Trojans,
Skarface,
Scrapy,
Underground Resistance,
The Motions,
Ituana,
Joy Division,
Ultimate Spinach,
Iggy Pop,
Gong,
Kerri Chandler,
The Sonics,
Neil Young,
Public Image Ltd.,
Wings,
Negative Approach,
ABBA,
Dennis Brown,
Saccharine Trust,
Brothers Johnson,
Kaleidoscope,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Idris Muhammad,
Johnny Clarke, Johnny Clarke, Johnny Clarke, Johnny Clarke.
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.