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 Russia and from Glasgow.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Ken Boothe to the techno kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Loose Ends. All the underground hits.
All Unwound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Five Americans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 a chamberlin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lizzy Mercier Descloux record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jerry's Kids,
The Gories,
Dead Boys,
Country Teasers,
Don Cherry,
Model 500,
Cal Tjader,
Lyres,
Mission of Burma,
Mark Hollis,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Fat Boys,
The Knickerbockers,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Tubeway Army,
Arthur Verocai,
Neil Young,
UT,
Thompson Twins,
Rotary Connection,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Dual Sessions,
Los Fastidios,
The J.B.'s,
La Düsseldorf,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Bootsy Collins,
Sparks,
John Cale,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
kango's stein massive,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Japan,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Evens,
the Normal,
DNA,
The Durutti Column,
Mr. Review,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Grey Daturas,
Black Sheep,
Kevin Saunderson,
Pantaleimon,
Rhythm & Sound,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Adolescents,
John Holt,
Suburban Knight,
Sam Rivers,
The Buckinghams,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Magma,
Fela Kuti,
A Certain Ratio,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Detroit Cobras,
Fear,
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.