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 Sudan and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 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 Max Romeo to the rock 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 Black Moon. All the underground hits.
All Rod Modell tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rekid record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 sitar and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Delon & Dalcan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
David McCallum,
Lucky Dragons,
The Doobie Brothers,
Wasted Youth,
Marvin Gaye,
The Modern Lovers,
Crispy Ambulance,
Man Parrish,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Quando Quango,
John Cale,
The Neon Judgement,
Lalo Schifrin,
Ludus,
Franke,
Basic Channel,
Monks,
Funky Four + One,
Camberwell Now,
Technova,
Alice Coltrane,
The Electric Prunes,
Crooked Eye,
Cheater Slicks,
The Knickerbockers,
Mr. Review,
Peter and Kerry,
the Swans,
kango's stein massive,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Drive Like Jehu,
Niagra,
The United States of America,
Excepter,
The Invisible,
Urselle,
Kaleidoscope,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Junior Murvin,
Flash Fearless,
Amon Düül,
The Busters,
Eric B and Rakim,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Misunderstood,
the Bar-Kays,
Nation of Ulysses,
Letta Mbulu,
Stiv Bators,
Anthony Braxton,
Second Layer,
Vainqueur,
Lou Christie,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Smiths,
Johnny Clarke,
the Germs,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Archie Shepp,
Selector Dub Narcotic, Selector Dub Narcotic, Selector Dub Narcotic, Selector Dub Narcotic.
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.