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 Singapore and from Tehran.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 1983 at the first Bronski Beat practice in a loft in Brixton.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 MC5 to the punk 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 Isaac Hayes. All the underground hits.
All Juan Atkins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Panda Bear 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Louis and Bebe Barron record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Warsaw,
Anakelly,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Dorothy Ashby,
Warren Ellis,
Banda Bassotti,
Nick Fraelich,
Lucky Dragons,
Q and Not U,
Robert Wyatt,
Vainqueur,
Tubeway Army,
Cybotron,
Matthew Halsall,
Pet Shop Boys,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Gun Club,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Technova,
Moss Icon,
Rufus Thomas,
Ossler,
Make Up,
Jerry's Kids,
The Knickerbockers,
The Neon Judgement,
John Coltrane,
Soul Sonic Force,
Hot Snakes,
The Detroit Cobras,
Country Teasers,
The Wake,
The Cowsills,
Das Ding,
K-Klass,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Gang Green,
Susan Cadogan,
The Gladiators,
The Raincoats,
Brothers Johnson,
The Blackbyrds,
a-ha,
Guru Guru,
The J.B.'s,
Supertramp,
Sonic Youth,
The Misunderstood,
Scrapy,
Scientists,
DNA,
Spoonie Gee,
The Moody Blues,
Peter & Gordon,
DJ Style,
D'Angelo,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Agitation Free,
Niagra,
Cheater Slicks,
Donny Hathaway,
The Shadows of Knight, The Shadows of Knight, The Shadows of Knight, The Shadows of Knight.
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.