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 Congo and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Echospace to the dance 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 Kas Product. All the underground hits.
All Joe Finger tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mantronix 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Warren Ellis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Swans,
Lightning Bolt,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Procol Harum,
Y Pants,
kango's stein massive,
Sonny Sharrock,
Joey Negro,
Camberwell Now,
the Bar-Kays,
Girls At Our Best!,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Robert Görl,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Delta 5,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
L. Decosne,
Joe Finger,
Avey Tare,
Bill Wells,
Intrusion,
Soul II Soul,
Outsiders,
Sam Rivers,
Tomorrow,
Al Stewart,
Sparks,
Juan Atkins,
Susan Cadogan,
Soft Cell,
Max Romeo,
Cybotron,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Nation of Ulysses,
Henry Cow,
Brick,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Mummies,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Delon & Dalcan,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Suburban Knight,
Aural Exciters,
John Coltrane,
Chris & Cosey,
The Last Poets,
B.T. Express,
Soulsonic Force,
Barbara Tucker,
Chrome,
The Pretty Things,
Hasil Adkins,
Kerri Chandler,
Theoretical Girls,
Nico,
Wire, Wire, Wire, Wire.
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.