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 Senegal and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron 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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Kool Moe Dee to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks. All the underground hits.
All Jawbox tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every New Age Steppers 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bill Near record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jesper Dahlback,
Negative Approach,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Five Americans,
Brand Nubian,
Spandau Ballet,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
K-Klass,
Tubeway Army,
The Music Machine,
The Raincoats,
Sex Pistols,
Infiniti,
Aural Exciters,
Chris & Cosey,
The Kinks,
Yellowson,
The Evens,
B.T. Express,
Lungfish,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Barracudas,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Guru Guru,
DNA,
Lee Hazlewood,
Howard Jones,
John Holt,
Wasted Youth,
Blancmange,
Nas,
Matthew Halsall,
Derrick May,
U.S. Maple,
Joy Division,
The Blues Magoos,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Chris Corsano,
Rosa Yemen,
cv313,
Royal Trux,
Lightning Bolt,
Shuggie Otis,
Bauhaus,
The American Breed,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Brass Construction,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
ABBA,
Idris Muhammad,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Von Mondo,
AZ,
Eden Ahbez,
Hot Snakes,
The Cramps,
Donny Hathaway,
Harpers Bizarre,
Jerry's Kids,
Tears for Fears,
Flash Fearless,
Circle Jerks, Circle Jerks, Circle Jerks, Circle Jerks.
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.