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 Uganda and from Shanghai.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 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 Michelle Simonal to the funk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Residents. All the underground hits.
All Monolake tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hashim 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Minnie Riperton record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Judy Mowatt,
The Black Dice,
Johnny Osbourne,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Gang Green,
Sound Behaviour,
Brand Nubian,
John Holt,
Grandmaster Flash,
Khruangbin,
The Move,
Bang On A Can,
The Sonics,
Cecil Taylor,
Carl Craig,
Neu!,
Vainqueur,
Jandek,
Pere Ubu,
The Barracudas,
Robert Görl,
Underground Resistance,
New Age Steppers,
The Divine Comedy,
Roy Ayers,
Ultravox,
Andrew Hill,
Bootsy Collins,
Pantaleimon,
Drexciya,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Mars,
Gerry Rafferty,
Blossom Toes,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Kayak,
The Cowsills,
Barry Ungar,
Letta Mbulu,
cv313,
Brass Construction,
The Techniques,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Boredoms,
James White and The Blacks,
Soulsonic Force,
Sam Rivers,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Ronnie Foster,
Sexual Harrassment,
Neil Young,
The Sound,
The Human League,
Leonard Cohen,
Eden Ahbez,
The Monks,
Cheater Slicks,
Nils Olav,
Groovy Waters,
Little Man,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Main Source,
The Happenings, The Happenings, The Happenings, The Happenings.
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.