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 Denmark and from Hong Kong.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Ludus to the grime kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Alton Ellis. All the underground hits.
All Marshall Jefferson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Chrome 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Arab on Radar record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Dave Clark Five,
Young Marble Giants,
Yaz,
X-102,
Fat Boys,
Sixth Finger,
The Litter,
Bobby Sherman,
Matthew Halsall,
Cybotron,
Black Moon,
Duran Duran,
Second Layer,
Kerri Chandler,
Groovy Waters,
The Happenings,
Wolf Eyes,
Skarface,
Marine Girls,
Essential Logic,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Von Mondo,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Sarah Menescal,
Soft Machine,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Laurel Aitken,
In Retrospect,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Model 500,
Rufus Thomas,
kango's stein massive,
Erykah Badu,
Letta Mbulu,
Franke,
Marcia Griffiths,
Sparks,
Mark Hollis,
Jesper Dahlback,
Reagan Youth,
Vainqueur,
Ten City,
The Misunderstood,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Jimmy McGriff,
Don Cherry,
Iggy Pop,
Mission of Burma,
Susan Cadogan,
Crime,
X-Ray Spex,
Swans,
Con Funk Shun,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
the Bar-Kays,
The Smoke,
The Dirtbombs,
Magazine,
Bill Near,
Neu!,
June of 44,
Wally Richardson,
Hasil Adkins, Hasil Adkins, Hasil Adkins, Hasil Adkins.
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.