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 Rwanda and from Jakarta.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 The J.B.'s to the dance kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 John Coltrane. All the underground hits.
All Bizarre Inc. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Supertramp record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Darondo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum 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?
Basic Channel,
Erykah Badu,
Girls At Our Best!,
Parry Music,
Shuggie Otis,
Oblivians,
Suburban Knight,
Flamin' Groovies,
Curtis Mayfield,
Trumans Water,
Absolute Body Control,
The Stooges,
The Raincoats,
Roxy Music,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Dave Clark Five,
Lalann,
Television,
Eden Ahbez,
PIL,
Jandek,
Boz Scaggs,
Erasure,
The Doors,
Panda Bear,
Peter & Gordon,
Reagan Youth,
Can,
Ken Boothe,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Misunderstood,
David Bowie,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Robert Hood,
CMW,
Suicide,
Negative Approach,
Pierre Henry,
Anakelly,
Andrew Hill,
Banda Bassotti,
Tres Demented,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Joy Division,
Young Marble Giants,
Clear Light,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Fela Kuti,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Reuben Wilson,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Barry Ungar,
Deepchord,
Neil Young,
Crispy Ambulance,
Yazoo,
X-Ray Spex,
Surgeon, Surgeon, Surgeon, Surgeon.
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.