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 Grenada and from Manchester.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 spring reverb 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 Nation of Ulysses to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Au Pairs. All the underground hits.
All AZ tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Frankie Knuckles record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Be Bop Deluxe record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Iggy Pop,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Arthur Verocai,
Zapp,
Hot Snakes,
Model 500,
Lebanon Hanover,
Marvin Gaye,
Faraquet,
Index,
Sonny Sharrock,
Barrington Levy,
The Trojans,
David McCallum,
Grauzone,
Bluetip,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Al Stewart,
Radio Birdman,
Grandmaster Flash,
Monolake,
Bobby Womack,
Groovy Waters,
The Blues Magoos,
Bill Wells,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Eric B and Rakim,
X-101,
Motorama,
John Lydon,
Wally Richardson,
The Offenders,
Pussy Galore,
Matthew Bourne,
Absolute Body Control,
Morten Harket,
Aaron Thompson,
Quando Quango,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Neil Young,
The Durutti Column,
The Selecter,
Inner City,
Smog,
H. Thieme,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Tubeway Army,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Marc Almond,
Q65,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Associates,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Slackers,
Unrelated Segments,
Average White Band,
Second Layer,
Joey Negro,
Masters at Work,
Kerrie Biddell, Kerrie Biddell, Kerrie Biddell, Kerrie Biddell.
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.