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 France and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 808 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 Qualms to the punk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Rhythm & Sound. All the underground hits.
All Gabor Szabo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Easy Going record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jerry's Kids record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gabor Szabo,
the Slits,
Lower 48,
Index,
Yellowson,
Minutemen,
Visage,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Maurizio,
Soul II Soul,
Absolute Body Control,
Schoolly D,
David Bowie,
The Stooges,
Pierre Henry,
Sonic Youth,
Adolescents,
David McCallum,
Pet Shop Boys,
Kenny Larkin,
Sarah Menescal,
Ronan,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Subhumans,
Gerry Rafferty,
A Certain Ratio,
Inner City,
The Pretty Things,
Goldenarms,
Neil Young,
Byron Stingily,
The Sonics,
JFA,
Qualms,
Dual Sessions,
Yazoo,
The New Christs,
Tommy Roe,
The Alarm Clocks,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Cluster,
Aloha Tigers,
Tom Boy,
Loose Ends,
Nils Olav,
Minor Threat,
The Residents,
Fatback Band,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Susan Cadogan,
Sam Rivers,
Lindisfarne,
Judy Mowatt,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Avey Tare,
Desert Stars,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Crooked Eye,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Idris Muhammad,
The Modern Lovers,
Hot Snakes,
Second Layer, Second Layer, Second Layer, Second Layer.
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.