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 Spain and from Sao Paulo.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Louis and Bebe Barron to the disco kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Bobby Hutcherson. All the underground hits.
All Red Lorry Yellow Lorry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Morten Harket record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fluxion record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Stockholm Monsters,
The Victims,
The Monochrome Set,
Arcadia,
Simply Red,
Cymande,
Pharoah Sanders,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Roxette,
Joensuu 1685,
Thee Headcoats,
Underground Resistance,
Moebius,
Nick Fraelich,
Marvin Gaye,
Be Bop Deluxe,
the Bar-Kays,
The Remains,
Unwound,
The Selecter,
Faraquet,
Ultimate Spinach,
Harpers Bizarre,
Desert Stars,
Johnny Clarke,
Moss Icon,
Boredoms,
Slick Rick,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
the Soft Cell,
Fad Gadget,
The Red Krayola,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Jeff Lynne,
The Fortunes,
The Tremeloes,
Tubeway Army,
The Kinks,
MC5,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Trojans,
Soft Cell,
Soft Machine,
Sixth Finger,
Dennis Brown,
Eve St. Jones,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Sister Nancy,
These Immortal Souls,
Junior Murvin,
Whodini,
KRS-One,
Donald Byrd,
Fela Kuti,
Gang Gang Dance,
Neil Young,
Half Japanese,
Q65,
Kerri Chandler, Kerri Chandler, Kerri Chandler, Kerri Chandler.
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.