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 Czech Republic and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Scientists to the funk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish. All the underground hits.
All Oneida tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Funkadelic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marmalade record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
FM Einheit,
Sonic Youth,
AZ,
DJ Sneak,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Techniques,
The Beau Brummels,
Infiniti,
Hot Snakes,
Robert Wyatt,
The Motions,
Marcia Griffiths,
Joy Division,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Warsaw,
Idris Muhammad,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Sight & Sound,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Music Machine,
Sun Ra,
Sparks,
The Gories,
Second Layer,
Rotary Connection,
Khruangbin,
The Blues Magoos,
Goldenarms,
The Sonics,
Jimmy McGriff,
Quadrant,
DJ Style,
Bad Manners,
The Selecter,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Monks,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Drexciya,
Juan Atkins,
Ossler,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
the Association,
Inner City,
Gichy Dan,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Barracudas,
Wally Richardson,
Country Joe & The Fish,
B.T. Express,
A Certain Ratio,
Cameo,
Alphaville,
Erasure,
New York Dolls,
The Standells,
Sarah Menescal,
Animal Collective,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
the Germs,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Cybotron,
Dorothy Ashby,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse.
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.