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 Mexico and from Lille.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 snare 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 Q65 to the rock kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Tres Demented. All the underground hits.
All Masters at Work tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Newcleus 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scratch Acid record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Andrew Hill,
Mandrill,
Aaron Thompson,
Lee Hazlewood,
Minutemen,
Visage,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Wolf Eyes,
Drive Like Jehu,
James Chance & The Contortions,
FM Einheit,
Black Flag,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
CMW,
Sonny Sharrock,
Roger Hodgson,
Terrestrial Tones,
Clear Light,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Modern Lovers,
K-Klass,
The Trojans,
The Gladiators,
Eden Ahbez,
Jerry's Kids,
Bobby Womack,
The Vogues,
Vladislav Delay,
Rosa Yemen,
Barclay James Harvest,
Banda Bassotti,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Magma,
Davy DMX,
Ronnie Foster,
Kayak,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Warsaw,
Los Fastidios,
Yaz,
The Dead C,
Prince Buster,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Smiths,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Schoolly D,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Danielle Patucci,
Japan,
Howard Jones,
Bluetip,
Deakin,
AZ,
Lalann,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
John Foxx,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
David Bowie,
The Neon Judgement,
Lou Christie,
Radio Birdman, Radio Birdman, Radio Birdman, Radio Birdman.
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.