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 Bangladesh and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Toronto.
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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Ice-T to the funk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Fort Wilson Riot. All the underground hits.
All Mantronix tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every In Retrospect record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cal Tjader record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gerry Rafferty,
Blancmange,
Yaz,
The Mummies,
Rod Modell,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Stereo Dub,
June Days,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Radio Birdman,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Isaac Hayes,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Desert Stars,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Jimmy McGriff,
Silicon Teens,
Jeru the Damaja,
Television Personalities,
Rhythm & Sound,
Bobby Byrd,
Japan,
Mark Hollis,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Gang of Four,
Sam Rivers,
The Victims,
Kerrie Biddell,
Animal Collective,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
K-Klass,
ABBA,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Flash Fearless,
Bobby Sherman,
Ultra Naté,
Metal Thangz,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Drexciya,
a-ha,
Derrick Morgan,
Kas Product,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Man Parrish,
Bizarre Inc.,
the Slits,
Black Sheep,
The Zeros,
Procol Harum,
Warsaw,
Trumans Water,
Public Image Ltd.,
David McCallum,
Harmonia,
Blossom Toes,
Banda Bassotti,
LL Cool J,
Symarip,
Minutemen,
Eurythmics,
Spoonie Gee, Spoonie Gee, Spoonie Gee, Spoonie Gee.
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.