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 Nigeria and from Milan.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 harpsichord 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 David Bowie to the funk 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 Kerrie Biddell. All the underground hits.
All Television Personalities tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kool G Rap & DJ Polo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Skaos record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joe Smooth,
The Victims,
The New Christs,
Patti Smith,
Charles Mingus,
Ituana,
Swans,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Pretty Things,
Cecil Taylor,
Johnny Osbourne,
China Crisis,
Circle Jerks,
Nils Olav,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Terry Callier,
Simply Red,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Letta Mbulu,
Idris Muhammad,
The Neon Judgement,
Ten City,
Pantaleimon,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Quadrant,
Sun Ra,
The Techniques,
The Vogues,
Kayak,
The Evens,
Ralphi Rosario,
Black Moon,
Clear Light,
Fugazi,
Stiv Bators,
The Angels of Light,
The Star Department,
Panda Bear,
10cc,
Tubeway Army,
Lucky Dragons,
Das Ding,
Ludus,
CMW,
The Cowsills,
Soft Cell,
Fatback Band,
Moby Grape,
Jeff Mills,
The Dirtbombs,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Velvet Underground,
Albert Ayler,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Black Dice,
Peter and Kerry,
Crispian St. Peters,
Nirvana,
Stereo Dub,
Negative Approach,
Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff.
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.