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 Bahrain and from Spokane.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Bronski Beat to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Doobie Brothers. All the underground hits.
All Das Ding tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Anthony Braxton 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rhythim Is Rhythim record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Amon Düül II,
FM Einheit,
Soulsonic Force,
Sister Nancy,
Don Cherry,
Neu!,
Los Fastidios,
The Techniques,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Grauzone,
Average White Band,
Bush Tetras,
The Alarm Clocks,
Grandmaster Flash,
Ronnie Foster,
Simply Red,
Johnny Osbourne,
Lou Christie,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Zero Boys,
Spoonie Gee,
The Cowsills,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Sexual Harrassment,
Chrome,
Black Sheep,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Graham Central Station,
Barry Ungar,
New Order,
Lebanon Hanover,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Ituana,
Fad Gadget,
The Count Five,
James White and The Blacks,
Grey Daturas,
The United States of America,
Dawn Penn,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Busters,
Supertramp,
The Saints,
Morten Harket,
LL Cool J,
New Age Steppers,
The Move,
Ludus,
Saccharine Trust,
Rhythm & Sound,
Tubeway Army,
Organ,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Bobby Sherman,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Mandrill,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Andrew Hill,
The Fortunes, The Fortunes, The Fortunes, The Fortunes.
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.