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 Peru and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 marimba 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 Fort Wilson Riot to the techno 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 Nico. All the underground hits.
All Buzzcocks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Y Pants 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aaron Thompson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Vladislav Delay,
Tubeway Army,
Monks,
Crooked Eye,
Terrestrial Tones,
Grey Daturas,
Drive Like Jehu,
Y Pants,
48th St. Collective,
The Beau Brummels,
Thee Headcoats,
Q and Not U,
Inner City,
Fat Boys,
Ohio Players,
Bang On A Can,
The J.B.'s,
Robert Wyatt,
Dark Day,
Iggy Pop,
Brand Nubian,
Minny Pops,
L. Decosne,
The Cramps,
Essential Logic,
Audionom,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Peter & Gordon,
A Flock of Seagulls,
a-ha,
Amon Düül,
The Moleskins,
Royal Trux,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Count Five,
Youth Brigade,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Ponytail,
Toni Rubio,
Ossler,
Duran Duran,
AZ,
Stereo Dub,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Electric Prunes,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Tom Boy,
Gichy Dan,
Cal Tjader,
Sonny Sharrock,
Jeru the Damaja,
Laurel Aitken,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Eden Ahbez,
Yazoo,
MC5,
Sugar Minott,
Angry Samoans,
Rapeman,
Matthew Halsall,
Faraquet,
Fela Kuti, Fela Kuti, Fela Kuti, Fela Kuti.
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.