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 Burundi and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 rhodes 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 The J.B.'s to the funk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Associates. All the underground hits.
All Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Glenn Branca 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Angels of Light & Akron/Family record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Brothers Johnson,
Gerry Rafferty,
Soul Sonic Force,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Chrome,
World's Most,
Sound Behaviour,
The Neon Judgement,
Brand Nubian,
Arab on Radar,
Bronski Beat,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Buckinghams,
EPMD,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Ituana,
Josef K,
Swell Maps,
Ponytail,
Faust,
Jacques Brel,
Todd Rundgren,
Fugazi,
Jeff Mills,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The New Christs,
Curtis Mayfield,
Radiohead,
Bizarre Inc.,
Maurizio,
Index,
Mark Hollis,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Trojans,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Cybotron,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Symarip,
Niagra,
Sam Rivers,
Intrusion,
Black Moon,
Public Enemy,
Nas,
Bootsy Collins,
The Associates,
Chris & Cosey,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Derrick May,
Minutemen,
Lower 48,
Stiv Bators,
Ronnie Foster,
Nation of Ulysses,
Peter and Kerry,
UT,
The United States of America,
Barrington Levy,
The Gap Band,
Ultimate Spinach,
Alice Coltrane, Alice Coltrane, Alice Coltrane, Alice Coltrane.
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.