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 Ecuador and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 The Wake to the grime kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Minnie Riperton. All the underground hits.
All Sun Ra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dawn Penn record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Moebius record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
World's Most,
Sex Pistols,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Subhumans,
Intrusion,
Negative Approach,
The Alarm Clocks,
Loose Ends,
Moby Grape,
Qualms,
Robert Wyatt,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Lou Christie,
Scion,
Nick Fraelich,
The Kinks,
Sexual Harrassment,
Hot Snakes,
Brand Nubian,
Flash Fearless,
Tom Boy,
Fugazi,
Unrelated Segments,
Goldenarms,
Oblivians,
the Fania All-Stars,
Soul II Soul,
The Cowsills,
Section 25,
Blossom Toes,
Drexciya,
Underground Resistance,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Con Funk Shun,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
X-101,
Country Teasers,
The Birthday Party,
The Sonics,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Doors,
Roxette,
Eddi Front,
Jandek,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Litter,
Sarah Menescal,
Nirvana,
Index,
The Neon Judgement,
Bobby Womack,
Fear,
The Sound,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Divine Comedy,
Grandmaster Flash,
the Normal,
Dorothy Ashby,
Scan 7,
Mantronix, Mantronix, Mantronix, Mantronix.
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.