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 Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 harpsichord 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 Gichy Dan to the jazz 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 Unrelated Segments. All the underground hits.
All Motorama tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Con Funk Shun 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Babytalk record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ludus,
The Gladiators,
Television,
Wings,
Black Pus,
The New Christs,
Carl Craig,
Underground Resistance,
Kas Product,
Swell Maps,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Black Dice,
The Beau Brummels,
Anakelly,
UT,
The American Breed,
The Cure,
Sandy B,
The J.B.'s,
T. Rex,
Soul II Soul,
Archie Shepp,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Tommy Roe,
Zero Boys,
Nik Kershaw,
Bad Manners,
Girls At Our Best!,
PIL,
Niagra,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Magma,
Janne Schatter,
Mr. Review,
The Fuzztones,
Roxette,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Albert Ayler,
The Happenings,
Popol Vuh,
Arab on Radar,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Jacques Brel,
a-ha,
Gregory Isaacs,
Anthony Braxton,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Organ,
Alton Ellis,
Eden Ahbez,
Saccharine Trust,
DJ Style,
Aloha Tigers,
The Last Poets,
Maurizio,
Moebius,
Newcleus,
Zapp,
Monolake,
Nico,
Guru Guru,
Rotary Connection,
Warren Ellis, Warren Ellis, Warren Ellis, Warren Ellis.
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.