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 Japan and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Lightning Bolt to the jazz kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Underground Resistance. All the underground hits.
All Piero Umiliani tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hoover record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 synthesizer and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nico record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sight & Sound,
Easy Going,
Oblivians,
Essential Logic,
Kerri Chandler,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Johnny Clarke,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Glenn Branca,
Barry Ungar,
Tom Boy,
Grauzone,
Eric Dolphy,
John Holt,
The Golliwogs,
Alton Ellis,
Reuben Wilson,
Marine Girls,
John Cale,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Albert Ayler,
Nas,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Half Japanese,
kango's stein massive,
Man Eating Sloth,
Sister Nancy,
Lou Reed,
Curtis Mayfield,
Buzzcocks,
Crooked Eye,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Index,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Gong,
Cecil Taylor,
Can,
Matthew Bourne,
Lee Hazlewood,
Saccharine Trust,
The Tremeloes,
The Dead C,
Pulsallama,
10cc,
X-101,
Jerry's Kids,
Supertramp,
Blake Baxter,
DJ Sneak,
Eden Ahbez,
Rekid,
The Toasters,
Underground Resistance,
Donald Byrd,
Joe Finger,
Eurythmics,
Letta Mbulu,
Big Daddy Kane,
Country Teasers,
Pharoah Sanders,
Hardrive,
Bobbi Humphrey, Bobbi Humphrey, Bobbi Humphrey, Bobbi Humphrey.
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.