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 Japan and from Edmonton.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 In Retrospect to the rap 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 The Remains. All the underground hits.
All Yaz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eric Dolphy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 marimba and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Echospace record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marine Girls,
KRS-One,
The Vogues,
the Human League,
Inner City,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Doobie Brothers,
Sound Behaviour,
Rakim,
Sällskapet,
Glenn Branca,
LL Cool J,
Stereo Dub,
Rufus Thomas,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Monks,
Kenny Larkin,
Sarah Menescal,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Tim Buckley,
Desert Stars,
Matthew Bourne,
Half Japanese,
Bobby Womack,
Excepter,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Crooked Eye,
The Walker Brothers,
Marvin Gaye,
Boz Scaggs,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Black Sheep,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Gang Starr,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
La Düsseldorf,
Jeff Lynne,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Second Layer,
Ice-T,
Tomorrow,
Oblivians,
X-101,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Lee Hazlewood,
DJ Style,
The Fugs,
Essential Logic,
The Five Americans,
Nico,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Agent Orange,
Intrusion,
The Gap Band,
Sexual Harrassment,
Black Bananas,
Rosa Yemen,
Lungfish,
Soul II Soul,
Leonard Cohen,
New York Dolls,
Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection.
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.