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 Uganda and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Taipei.
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 snare 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 Metal Thangz to the punk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Nation of Ulysses. All the underground hits.
All Symarip tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kayak record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roy Ayers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Byron Stingily,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Joe Smooth,
Intrusion,
Mission of Burma,
Metal Thangz,
Godley & Creme,
Can,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
K-Klass,
Arcadia,
Throbbing Gristle,
Joyce Sims,
Johnny Osbourne,
Pantaleimon,
Lightning Bolt,
Eli Mardock,
Ralphi Rosario,
Eve St. Jones,
Audionom,
Suburban Knight,
Popol Vuh,
Kerri Chandler,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Gories,
Juan Atkins,
Pere Ubu,
Television,
Anthony Braxton,
The Mummies,
Buzzcocks,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Dennis Brown,
Massinfluence,
Heaven 17,
Mr. Review,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Lou Reed,
David Axelrod,
Drexciya,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Gabor Szabo,
The Sonics,
OOIOO,
Colin Newman,
Electric Prunes,
Boredoms,
Skaos,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Niagra,
Marmalade,
Newcleus,
Alison Limerick,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Boogie Down Productions,
Susan Cadogan,
Pharoah Sanders,
Rotary Connection,
The Sound,
The Durutti Column, The Durutti Column, The Durutti Column, The Durutti Column.
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.