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 Mauritius and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle 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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Babytalk to the electroclash 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 Lakeside. All the underground hits.
All This Heat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Liaisons Dangereuses record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Mighty Diamonds record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Yusef Lateef,
The Moleskins,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Boogie Down Productions,
Mo-Dettes,
Nation of Ulysses,
Joy Division,
Urselle,
Fela Kuti,
The Trojans,
Laurel Aitken,
Soulsonic Force,
These Immortal Souls,
Shuggie Otis,
The United States of America,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Aloha Tigers,
Au Pairs,
China Crisis,
Camberwell Now,
Clear Light,
New Order,
Amon Düül,
Von Mondo,
Brick,
Guru Guru,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Jeru the Damaja,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
a-ha,
The Buckinghams,
Kenny Larkin,
Lee Hazlewood,
Girls At Our Best!,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Eric B and Rakim,
Vladislav Delay,
Ten City,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Man Eating Sloth,
Basic Channel,
Glambeats Corp.,
Lebanon Hanover,
Unrelated Segments,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Maleditus Sound,
Kool Moe Dee,
Scientists,
Tubeway Army,
Radiohead,
Sonny Sharrock,
The J.B.'s,
Ludus,
Don Cherry,
Buzzcocks,
Funky Four + One,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Janne Schatter,
Andrew Hill, Andrew Hill, Andrew Hill, Andrew Hill.
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.