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 Bolivia and from Lille.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the sitar 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 Jandek to the funk 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 Robert Görl. All the underground hits.
All The Blackbyrds tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Von Mondo 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 chamberlin and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a ABC record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Association,
The Names,
The Beau Brummels,
U.S. Maple,
John Coltrane,
Whodini,
LL Cool J,
Junior Murvin,
Bootsy Collins,
Subhumans,
Q65,
Lalann,
Pharoah Sanders,
Skaos,
Half Japanese,
ABBA,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Main Source,
The Invisible,
Hardrive,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Gang of Four,
Johnny Clarke,
Bauhaus,
The Gladiators,
Jacques Brel,
The Mummies,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Delon & Dalcan,
Pere Ubu,
D'Angelo,
Dennis Brown,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
X-101,
World's Most,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Buzzcocks,
Scientists,
The Doors,
Radiopuhelimet,
Ornette Coleman,
PIL,
Sexual Harrassment,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Index,
Sun Ra,
the Swans,
Mantronix,
Circle Jerks,
Duran Duran,
Mary Jane Girls,
Ituana,
Dave Gahan,
Aswad,
In Retrospect,
Suicide,
Lindisfarne,
New Order,
The Fortunes, The Fortunes, The Fortunes, The Fortunes.
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.