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 Pakistan and from Winnipeg.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the organ 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 Ken Boothe to the jazz kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Sonics. All the underground hits.
All Soulsonic Force tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Sound record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Beau Brummels record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Kenny Larkin,
Circle Jerks,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Matthew Bourne,
Rod Modell,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Sex Pistols,
Oblivians,
Dorothy Ashby,
Goldenarms,
Trumans Water,
Half Japanese,
Eric Dolphy,
Vladislav Delay,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Sam Rivers,
Black Moon,
Wasted Youth,
JFA,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Soft Machine,
Arthur Verocai,
Pierre Henry,
Main Source,
Essential Logic,
Joey Negro,
Index,
Kurtis Blow,
The Music Machine,
The Moleskins,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Guru Guru,
The Knickerbockers,
The Move,
Siglo XX,
The Dead C,
Judy Mowatt,
Ohio Players,
Marshall Jefferson,
Liliput,
Black Flag,
Tom Boy,
Crooked Eye,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Soft Cell,
8 Eyed Spy,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Offenders,
Rotary Connection,
Jawbox,
Susan Cadogan,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Altered Images,
The Trojans,
Idris Muhammad,
Joe Finger,
Kas Product,
X-102,
AZ,
The Techniques,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Major Organ And The Adding Machine.
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You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
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You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.