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 Kenya and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Shuggie Otis to the crunk 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 Vaughan Mason & Crew. All the underground hits.
All The Fortunes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 rhodes and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sarah Menescal record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Barrington Levy,
Terrestrial Tones,
Banda Bassotti,
Barry Ungar,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Kerri Chandler,
Reagan Youth,
Rhythm & Sound,
Tim Buckley,
Fluxion,
Rapeman,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Vainqueur,
Accadde A,
Slick Rick,
B.T. Express,
Goldenarms,
Thompson Twins,
Peter & Gordon,
Television,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Martian,
Symarip,
The Wake,
The Fuzztones,
The Mojo Men,
H. Thieme,
Donald Byrd,
FM Einheit,
Absolute Body Control,
The Divine Comedy,
Terry Callier,
Morten Harket,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Basic Channel,
Skaos,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Average White Band,
The Buckinghams,
Lalo Schifrin,
Second Layer,
Talk Talk,
The Selecter,
The Monks,
Ralphi Rosario,
Gang Starr,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Von Mondo,
The Pretty Things,
Joy Division,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Sun Ra,
Kerrie Biddell,
Anthony Braxton,
Sparks,
Aswad,
Bauhaus,
Tubeway Army,
The Cowsills,
Spoonie Gee,
The Move,
The Gap Band,
Warren Ellis,
The Sisters of Mercy, The Sisters of Mercy, The Sisters of Mercy, The Sisters of Mercy.
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.