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 Qatar and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Mumbai.
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 rhodes 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 Animal Collective to the rap 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 Groovy Waters. All the underground hits.
All the Association tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Grass Roots 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lizzy Mercier Descloux record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dennis Brown,
Animal Collective,
Boredoms,
Ken Boothe,
Anthony Braxton,
Crime,
Stereo Dub,
Bronski Beat,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Pylon,
The Busters,
La Düsseldorf,
Fear,
Can,
Index,
Maurizio,
Lindisfarne,
Ice-T,
DJ Sneak,
Barry Ungar,
Lakeside,
The Stooges,
Jacques Brel,
D'Angelo,
Young Marble Giants,
Half Japanese,
Radio Birdman,
Los Fastidios,
The Grass Roots,
DNA,
Hashim,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Associates,
Tommy Roe,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Roxette,
Malaria!,
Jacob Miller,
Hoover,
Liliput,
Arthur Verocai,
Alison Limerick,
Grey Daturas,
The Gladiators,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Big Daddy Kane,
Bill Near,
These Immortal Souls,
Moby Grape,
Soft Machine,
Kerri Chandler,
Leonard Cohen,
Toni Rubio,
Sällskapet,
Simply Red,
Shuggie Otis,
K-Klass,
Newcleus,
E-Dancer,
James White and The Blacks,
Sam Rivers,
Cymande, Cymande, Cymande, Cymande.
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.