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 Chad and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 organ 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 Liliput to the rock kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 DJ Style. All the underground hits.
All Cheater Slicks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ken Boothe 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Boogie Down Productions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
U.S. Maple,
Rotary Connection,
Soul II Soul,
Andrew Hill,
Vainqueur,
The Smiths,
The Mighty Diamonds,
a-ha,
Glenn Branca,
Man Parrish,
Oneida,
Erasure,
Lalo Schifrin,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Scott Walker,
The Residents,
Sight & Sound,
The Velvet Underground,
The Invisible,
Barry Ungar,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Cluster,
Scientists,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Kinks,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Gang Green,
Traffic Nightmare,
Bobby Sherman,
New Age Steppers,
Soulsonic Force,
The Wake,
Chris & Cosey,
10cc,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Scan 7,
Isaac Hayes,
The Grass Roots,
Minutemen,
Amazonics,
The Fuzztones,
Eddi Front,
Jeff Mills,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Raincoats,
Amon Düül,
Bad Manners,
Ludus,
Sister Nancy,
Ten City,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Remains,
Ronnie Foster,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Red Krayola,
Blancmange,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Das Ding, Das Ding, Das Ding, Das Ding.
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.