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 Taiwan and from Stockholm.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the organ 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 Soul II Soul to the dance 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 China Crisis. All the underground hits.
All Wally Richardson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every June Days record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roxy Music record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sly & The Family Stone,
Barry Ungar,
Theoretical Girls,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Dave Clark Five,
This Heat,
Radiohead,
Anakelly,
Au Pairs,
The Young Rascals,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Cecil Taylor,
Fat Boys,
Surgeon,
X-102,
Gil Scott Heron,
Sonic Youth,
Gang Starr,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Faraquet,
Drexciya,
The Cramps,
Grauzone,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Aloha Tigers,
Thompson Twins,
Rapeman,
Rekid,
Niagra,
Man Parrish,
the Human League,
Nick Fraelich,
Terrestrial Tones,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Underground Resistance,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Steve Hackett,
Black Moon,
Althea and Donna,
Agent Orange,
Second Layer,
MDC,
Leonard Cohen,
Stockholm Monsters,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Stetsasonic,
The Red Krayola,
The Knickerbockers,
Newcleus,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Lungfish,
Nils Olav,
Popol Vuh,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
June Days,
Sällskapet,
Bauhaus,
Soft Machine,
Boz Scaggs,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Ultimate Spinach,
Babytalk,
Don Cherry, Don Cherry, Don Cherry, Don Cherry.
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.