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 Sierra Leone and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 güiro 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 Animal Collective to the rap kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Gichy Dan. All the underground hits.
All Sugar Minott tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Newcleus record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Panda Bear record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Flipper,
Visage,
The Modern Lovers,
Lyres,
Sound Behaviour,
Y Pants,
The Durutti Column,
Fela Kuti,
Dennis Brown,
Eurythmics,
Unwound,
Matthew Halsall,
Hasil Adkins,
Newcleus,
X-101,
Kas Product,
Lungfish,
Black Moon,
Deadbeat,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Basic Channel,
Scientists,
Interpol,
Mandrill,
Stetsasonic,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
David Bowie,
JFA,
Banda Bassotti,
Sex Pistols,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Laurel Aitken,
Theoretical Girls,
Chris & Cosey,
Stiv Bators,
Harmonia,
Man Parrish,
Amon Düül,
Josef K,
Sun Ra,
Chris Corsano,
Barclay James Harvest,
Magma,
Bob Dylan,
Country Teasers,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Pop Group,
Barrington Levy,
Ultra Naté,
The Detroit Cobras,
Lower 48,
Sonny Sharrock,
Aswad,
Pierre Henry,
The Slits,
Anthony Braxton,
Buzzcocks,
Bobby Sherman,
Grandmaster Flash,
New Age Steppers, New Age Steppers, New Age Steppers, New Age Steppers.
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.