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 Mongolia and from Beijing.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Kas Product to the disco 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 Goldenarms. All the underground hits.
All Zapp tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jesper Dahlbäck 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eden Ahbez record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
E-Dancer,
Scrapy,
Sparks,
Jeff Lynne,
Ludus,
Vainqueur,
Peter and Kerry,
Amazonics,
Suburban Knight,
Robert Wyatt,
Barbara Tucker,
The Grass Roots,
the Bar-Kays,
Cal Tjader,
Flipper,
Piero Umiliani,
The Tremeloes,
The Evens,
Oneida,
Fela Kuti,
Interpol,
Delon & Dalcan,
Kerrie Biddell,
MDC,
Black Sheep,
Kas Product,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
the Swans,
Roy Ayers,
T.S.O.L.,
Japan,
The Beau Brummels,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Dual Sessions,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Susan Cadogan,
the Sonics,
OOIOO,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Sound Behaviour,
The Wake,
Shoche,
The Residents,
Throbbing Gristle,
Scientists,
Lee Hazlewood,
Tropical Tobacco,
Flamin' Groovies,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Icehouse,
Ponytail,
Sarah Menescal,
Model 500,
Dark Day,
Zapp,
The Smiths,
Lightning Bolt,
Excepter,
Archie Shepp,
EPMD,
Electric Prunes,
Drexciya,
Wally Richardson, Wally Richardson, Wally Richardson, Wally Richardson.
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.