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 Jordan and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Rakim to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Lightning Bolt. All the underground hits.
All Derrick May tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Banda Bassotti record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gary Puckett & The Union Gap record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Das Ding,
Joe Smooth,
Crispian St. Peters,
Moss Icon,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Parry Music,
FM Einheit,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Adolescents,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
the Human League,
Laurel Aitken,
Monks,
The Five Americans,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The American Breed,
Kayak,
Fatback Band,
Negative Approach,
Dave Gahan,
The Velvet Underground,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Khruangbin,
The Moleskins,
Guru Guru,
Derrick May,
Smog,
Sound Behaviour,
Joyce Sims,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Accadde A,
Thompson Twins,
Chris Corsano,
Stiv Bators,
Fluxion,
Roy Ayers,
The Alarm Clocks,
Au Pairs,
Todd Terry,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Dorothy Ashby,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Section 25,
Rites of Spring,
John Lydon,
Altered Images,
Andrew Hill,
The Doobie Brothers,
Pharoah Sanders,
Glenn Branca,
Minnie Riperton,
Gang of Four,
Masters at Work,
The Golliwogs,
Circle Jerks,
Cluster,
Intrusion,
Jesper Dahlback,
This Heat,
Nils Olav, Nils Olav, Nils Olav, Nils Olav.
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.