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 Mongolia and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 Robert Palmer 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 Monochrome Set to the disco 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 Metal Thangz. All the underground hits.
All Donald Byrd tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Thompson Twins record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 a guitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soul Sonic Force record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
David Bowie,
Lyres,
The Invisible,
The Dave Clark Five,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Blackbyrds,
Ice-T,
John Cale,
Von Mondo,
Gong,
Half Japanese,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Desert Stars,
The Busters,
Arthur Verocai,
The Barracudas,
Bobby Byrd,
Youth Brigade,
Donny Hathaway,
Inner City,
Nils Olav,
10cc,
Barbara Tucker,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Flipper,
Morten Harket,
Interpol,
Gang Starr,
Quando Quango,
Negative Approach,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Crispian St. Peters,
Fluxion,
Wire,
Stereo Dub,
Ludus,
Boogie Down Productions,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Sixth Finger,
Zero Boys,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Scientists,
The Detroit Cobras,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Black Sheep,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Music Machine,
Little Man,
Ken Boothe,
Surgeon,
Max Romeo,
Skaos,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Black Moon,
Quadrant,
Procol Harum,
Soulsonic Force,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Star Department,
Fifty Foot Hose,
ABBA,
John Lydon,
CMW,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo.
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.