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 Eritrea and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 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 Jandek to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Isaac Hayes. All the underground hits.
All The Selecter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jeru the Damaja record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Skarface record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hashim,
Bobby Sherman,
Pantytec,
Darondo,
Grandmaster Flash,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Marcia Griffiths,
Johnny Clarke,
Grey Daturas,
Nas,
Half Japanese,
Rhythm & Sound,
Main Source,
the Bar-Kays,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Soulsonic Force,
Brick,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Sonny Sharrock,
Joensuu 1685,
The Misunderstood,
Public Image Ltd.,
Khruangbin,
The Trojans,
Con Funk Shun,
T.S.O.L.,
Max Romeo,
Lindisfarne,
Rapeman,
Mad Mike,
Yusef Lateef,
The Modern Lovers,
Dead Boys,
The Star Department,
James White and The Blacks,
Dave Gahan,
In Retrospect,
Hot Snakes,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Derrick May,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Bauhaus,
Quantec,
8 Eyed Spy,
Nico,
DNA,
The Wake,
Eddi Front,
Tomorrow,
AZ,
Banda Bassotti,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Monolake,
Soft Machine,
The Gun Club,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Chris & Cosey,
The Neon Judgement, The Neon Judgement, The Neon Judgement, The Neon Judgement.
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.