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 Indonesia and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 marimba 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 Accadde A to the grime 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 James White and The Blacks. All the underground hits.
All X-101 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Kinks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 a rhodes and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Black Dice record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ronnie Foster,
Flash Fearless,
Young Marble Giants,
Lyres,
Harpers Bizarre,
One Last Wish,
Mary Jane Girls,
T.S.O.L.,
Sun Ra,
Skriet,
Dorothy Ashby,
Rhythm & Sound,
Patti Smith,
The Associates,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Pretty Things,
Terry Callier,
Roxy Music,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Sex Pistols,
Marine Girls,
Nico,
The Monochrome Set,
Kevin Saunderson,
MDC,
Basic Channel,
Harry Pussy,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Mars,
Bang On A Can,
Von Mondo,
Arab on Radar,
Boogie Down Productions,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Walker Brothers,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Victims,
Spoonie Gee,
Zero Boys,
David Bowie,
Eurythmics,
Depeche Mode,
Wolf Eyes,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Gories,
Moebius,
Trumans Water,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Black Dice,
Dual Sessions,
David Axelrod,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Guru Guru,
Terrestrial Tones,
Stereo Dub,
Section 25,
Mantronix,
Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes.
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.