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 Sri Lanka and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 Captain Beefheart 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 Kayak to the disco 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 Gang Starr. All the underground hits.
All Bronski Beat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bobbi Humphrey record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 a 808 and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pylon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Doors,
Connie Case,
Quando Quango,
Fela Kuti,
Vainqueur,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Gun Club,
Ultra Naté,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Dirtbombs,
Todd Rundgren,
Arcadia,
Flash Fearless,
Liliput,
Hoover,
Barry Ungar,
David McCallum,
Pere Ubu,
Frankie Knuckles,
Spandau Ballet,
Funky Four + One,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Ohio Players,
Mark Hollis,
Marine Girls,
Rapeman,
Massinfluence,
Sandy B,
The Fugs,
Au Pairs,
ABBA,
Buzzcocks,
Pharoah Sanders,
Barclay James Harvest,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Kerrie Biddell,
Deepchord,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Dual Sessions,
John Foxx,
Freddie Wadling,
Nick Fraelich,
A Certain Ratio,
Sparks,
Section 25,
Jacob Miller,
The Moleskins,
The Busters,
Television,
Gregory Isaacs,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Ralphi Rosario,
Clear Light,
Bill Near,
New York Dolls,
Cluster,
Monks,
The Detroit Cobras,
Donny Hathaway,
Panda Bear,
The Invisible,
Crime,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Organ,
The Raincoats, The Raincoats, The Raincoats, The Raincoats.
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.