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 Benin and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 guitar 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 Jeff Mills to the rock kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Drexciya. All the underground hits.
All Judy Mowatt tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joyce Sims 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sister Nancy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kerri Chandler,
Dark Day,
Darondo,
Boogie Down Productions,
Boz Scaggs,
Minnie Riperton,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Aural Exciters,
Nas,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Stetsasonic,
Zero Boys,
Derrick May,
The Durutti Column,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Quadrant,
Jeff Lynne,
Skriet,
Archie Shepp,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Quantec,
Joe Finger,
Dead Boys,
Iggy Pop,
Circle Jerks,
Fluxion,
Eden Ahbez,
Ludus,
The Dead C,
Lower 48,
Inner City,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
In Retrospect,
Warren Ellis,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Davy DMX,
Y Pants,
Arab on Radar,
the Swans,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Count Five,
The Saints,
Pet Shop Boys,
Reagan Youth,
Outsiders,
The Dirtbombs,
T. Rex,
Eric Copeland,
Dual Sessions,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Morten Harket,
Suburban Knight,
ABC,
Soft Machine,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Throbbing Gristle,
Moss Icon,
Eric Dolphy,
Lee Hazlewood,
Pantaleimon,
The Smoke,
L. Decosne, L. Decosne, L. Decosne, L. Decosne.
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.