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 Mali and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Average White Band to the grime 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 Jesper Dahlbäck. All the underground hits.
All Desert Stars tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Stooges 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a ABBA record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Unrelated Segments,
Glambeats Corp.,
Amon Düül II,
Section 25,
Chrome,
Derrick May,
The Index,
Kenny Larkin,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
FM Einheit,
Funky Four + One,
Marcia Griffiths,
La Düsseldorf,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Radiopuhelimet,
Erasure,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Eric Copeland,
Symarip,
Smog,
Blancmange,
Susan Cadogan,
Harpers Bizarre,
Maurizio,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Barbara Tucker,
Bronski Beat,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Vainqueur,
Moby Grape,
New Age Steppers,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Lucky Dragons,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Standells,
Monolake,
A Certain Ratio,
Yusef Lateef,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Neil Young,
Moss Icon,
Colin Newman,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
DJ Style,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Walker Brothers,
K-Klass,
Big Daddy Kane,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Eve St. Jones,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Oneida,
Graham Central Station,
Subhumans,
Delon & Dalcan,
Stetsasonic,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Robert Hood, Robert Hood, Robert Hood, Robert Hood.
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.