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 Yemen and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the snare 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 Carl Craig to the techno kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Ten City. All the underground hits.
All Roy Ayers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marshall Jefferson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 an oboe and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mars record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ornette Coleman,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Detroit Cobras,
Spandau Ballet,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Desert Stars,
Tom Boy,
B.T. Express,
Bang On A Can,
Schoolly D,
Monolake,
a-ha,
PIL,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Zeros,
Roxette,
Marvin Gaye,
Parry Music,
K-Klass,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
ABC,
Can,
Al Stewart,
Archie Shepp,
The Moleskins,
The Star Department,
Q and Not U,
Massinfluence,
Vladislav Delay,
Kerri Chandler,
One Last Wish,
Skaos,
Erykah Badu,
T.S.O.L.,
Das Ding,
Chris & Cosey,
Sound Behaviour,
Sam Rivers,
Alice Coltrane,
Swell Maps,
the Bar-Kays,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Glenn Branca,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Delta 5,
Skarface,
The Neon Judgement,
Joe Finger,
Bronski Beat,
Joey Negro,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Scan 7,
Section 25,
the Normal,
David McCallum,
Connie Case,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Khruangbin,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Louis and Bebe Barron, Louis and Bebe Barron, Louis and Bebe Barron, Louis and Bebe Barron.
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.