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 Togo and from Houston.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and New York.
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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Nik Kershaw to the funk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 The Residents. All the underground hits.
All The Durutti Column tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sugar Minott record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 chamberlin and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Godley & Creme record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gerry Rafferty,
Leonard Cohen,
Japan,
The Gap Band,
Ralphi Rosario,
Black Flag,
Lou Christie,
Hashim,
Massinfluence,
Urselle,
Eurythmics,
Laurel Aitken,
Fatback Band,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Negative Approach,
PIL,
A Certain Ratio,
The Pretty Things,
The Mojo Men,
The Gladiators,
Marc Almond,
Lower 48,
The Fall,
Yaz,
Henry Cow,
Country Teasers,
Wally Richardson,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Star Department,
Wings,
Arthur Verocai,
The J.B.'s,
Maurizio,
Can,
Fad Gadget,
Nils Olav,
Byron Stingily,
The Detroit Cobras,
Scion,
The Happenings,
The Stooges,
Joe Finger,
Althea and Donna,
Letta Mbulu,
Gichy Dan,
June Days,
Swans,
Soft Cell,
Basic Channel,
The Walker Brothers,
the Human League,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Soul Sonic Force,
Lee Hazlewood,
Moebius,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Qualms,
Harmonia,
Rod Modell,
Thompson Twins,
JFA,
Ronnie Foster, Ronnie Foster, Ronnie Foster, Ronnie Foster.
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.