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 Ghana and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the guitar 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 Deadbeat to the jazz 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 Electric Prunes. All the underground hits.
All ABC tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Neu! record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 chamberlin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aaron Thompson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
London Community Gospel Choir,
Drive Like Jehu,
Yusef Lateef,
The Selecter,
Scott Walker,
The Sonics,
Skriet,
Rapeman,
Radio Birdman,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Joyce Sims,
A Certain Ratio,
The Monks,
Chris & Cosey,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Das Ding,
Vainqueur,
Public Image Ltd.,
Swans,
Johnny Clarke,
The Smoke,
Patti Smith,
Eurythmics,
Sandy B,
Reagan Youth,
Rufus Thomas,
Sonny Sharrock,
Dual Sessions,
Archie Shepp,
Eric Dolphy,
Altered Images,
The Gories,
Monks,
Hardrive,
David Axelrod,
The Buckinghams,
June Days,
Kayak,
Aaron Thompson,
The Neon Judgement,
U.S. Maple,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Toni Rubio,
Jeru the Damaja,
D'Angelo,
Pantytec,
Rosa Yemen,
Nas,
Lungfish,
The Fugs,
Malaria!,
Lightning Bolt,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Wake,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Flipper,
Tommy Roe,
Royal Trux,
Tim Buckley,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Wasted Youth,
Susan Cadogan,
The Mighty Diamonds, The Mighty Diamonds, The Mighty Diamonds, The Mighty Diamonds.
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.