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 Guinea and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Shuggie Otis to the techno kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Fire Engines. All the underground hits.
All Joensuu 1685 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Anthony Braxton record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Gap Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jerry Gold Smith,
Sister Nancy,
Andrew Hill,
Fat Boys,
Johnny Osbourne,
Bad Manners,
Lou Christie,
Parry Music,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
David Bowie,
Procol Harum,
Chrome,
Gang Green,
Scratch Acid,
The Sonics,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Beau Brummels,
The Human League,
Lakeside,
Minny Pops,
Juan Atkins,
Kaleidoscope,
Khruangbin,
The Mojo Men,
Scientists,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Negative Approach,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Minnie Riperton,
Chris Corsano,
Lebanon Hanover,
Cluster,
Iggy Pop,
X-Ray Spex,
Al Stewart,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Young Rascals,
Half Japanese,
The Seeds,
The American Breed,
the Bar-Kays,
Danielle Patucci,
Outsiders,
Kenny Larkin,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Mummies,
Joensuu 1685,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
H. Thieme,
The Happenings,
Los Fastidios,
Max Romeo,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Schoolly D,
La Düsseldorf,
Interpol,
Rakim,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Brass Construction,
Accadde A, Accadde A, Accadde A, Accadde A.
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.