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 Mongolia and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
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 Boz Scaggs to the dance kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Basic Channel. All the underground hits.
All Hashim tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rosa Yemen 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Black Moon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lower 48,
The Shadows of Knight,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Technova,
Curtis Mayfield,
Nico,
Joy Division,
Nils Olav,
Massinfluence,
Kenny Larkin,
Schoolly D,
Second Layer,
The United States of America,
The Star Department,
Sonny Sharrock,
Bobby Byrd,
Jeff Mills,
The Trojans,
Funkadelic,
Clear Light,
The Kinks,
Urselle,
The Pretty Things,
Drexciya,
Rites of Spring,
Wings,
Chris Corsano,
Kurtis Blow,
Brass Construction,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Matthew Bourne,
Marvin Gaye,
Visage,
The Searchers,
Rotary Connection,
Thompson Twins,
Delon & Dalcan,
Grandmaster Flash,
Marcia Griffiths,
Warsaw,
Boz Scaggs,
Sparks,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Raincoats,
Bob Dylan,
Kerri Chandler,
Mo-Dettes,
Quando Quango,
MDC,
Can,
Ituana,
The Doors,
The Last Poets,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Laurel Aitken,
Scientists,
Lou Christie,
Lungfish,
Deadbeat,
Whodini,
Davy DMX,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers.
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.