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 Denmark and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Stetsasonic to the funk 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 Sunsets and Hearts. All the underground hits.
All It's A Beautiful Day tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Khruangbin record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 theremin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Blackbyrds record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Yusef Lateef,
K-Klass,
Newcleus,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Kerri Chandler,
Bill Wells,
the Bar-Kays,
Schoolly D,
Danielle Patucci,
Q and Not U,
Mars,
Todd Terry,
Tomorrow,
The Zeros,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Yellowson,
Black Bananas,
Altered Images,
Fatback Band,
Motorama,
The Standells,
Bobby Womack,
One Last Wish,
Subhumans,
Jacob Miller,
Davy DMX,
Niagra,
The Skatalites,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Velvet Underground,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
the Soft Cell,
The Residents,
Funkadelic,
Cybotron,
Stetsasonic,
Joensuu 1685,
Scott Walker,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Johnny Clarke,
The Stooges,
Derrick May,
Country Teasers,
Rotary Connection,
Jerry's Kids,
Girls At Our Best!,
Blake Baxter,
Marvin Gaye,
The Grass Roots,
Underground Resistance,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Seeds,
Thompson Twins,
Television,
UT,
The Litter,
Arcadia,
Brick,
Lou Reed,
Hot Snakes, Hot Snakes, Hot Snakes, Hot Snakes.
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.