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 Turkey and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 linndrum 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 Kaleidoscope to the crunk 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 New Order. All the underground hits.
All Tommy Roe tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Brand Nubian 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Agitation Free record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Subhumans,
Sight & Sound,
Intrusion,
Marshall Jefferson,
Peter and Kerry,
Morten Harket,
Janne Schatter,
Bobby Byrd,
June Days,
Pole,
Ultravox,
The Sound,
Barclay James Harvest,
Pierre Henry,
X-101,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Outsiders,
The Five Americans,
Whodini,
Deakin,
EPMD,
The Cure,
Chris & Cosey,
Talk Talk,
Zapp,
Camberwell Now,
Desert Stars,
Johnny Clarke,
Vainqueur,
Crooked Eye,
The Doors,
Ralphi Rosario,
Kurtis Blow,
The Names,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
DJ Style,
Bluetip,
The Fire Engines,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Ten City,
Suburban Knight,
The Moleskins,
The Dave Clark Five,
Slave,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Guru Guru,
Gong,
48th St. Collective,
Roxy Music,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
John Coltrane,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Basic Channel,
The Beau Brummels,
The Kinks,
the Slits,
Crash Course in Science,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Cowsills,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Dead Boys,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Quando Quango, Quando Quango, Quando Quango, Quando Quango.
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.