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 Yemen and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 arpeggiator 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 Matthew Bourne to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Selecter. All the underground hits.
All Pylon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yusef Lateef 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a D'Angelo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mary Jane Girls,
John Foxx,
Qualms,
Boogie Down Productions,
World's Most,
Donny Hathaway,
Electric Prunes,
Sugar Minott,
Rufus Thomas,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Pretty Things,
Animal Collective,
Marine Girls,
Cluster,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Deadbeat,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Michelle Simonal,
The Angels of Light,
The Fuzztones,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Moleskins,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Tomorrow,
The Fugs,
Harpers Bizarre,
Thee Headcoats,
A Certain Ratio,
Duran Duran,
Bobby Sherman,
The Gap Band,
Roxy Music,
The Fall,
Make Up,
Throbbing Gristle,
Essential Logic,
Aaron Thompson,
Schoolly D,
Judy Mowatt,
Slave,
The Stooges,
These Immortal Souls,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Monochrome Set,
Jacques Brel,
The Residents,
Kas Product,
Roy Ayers,
T. Rex,
Joyce Sims,
Terrestrial Tones,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Ronnie Foster,
Barclay James Harvest,
Grey Daturas,
Soulsonic Force,
Gang of Four,
Harmonia,
Don Cherry,
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.