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 Haiti and from Woodstock.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Gabor Szabo to the rap kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Essential Logic. All the underground hits.
All Bootsy Collins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Organ record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 synthesizer and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bootsy's Rubber Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Danielle Patucci,
Josef K,
Connie Case,
Kas Product,
Bootsy Collins,
Pulsallama,
The Modern Lovers,
Sun City Girls,
Isaac Hayes,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Wolf Eyes,
Bluetip,
Ludus,
Yazoo,
Big Daddy Kane,
Scan 7,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
John Coltrane,
Sixth Finger,
Television Personalities,
Ituana,
The Offenders,
Pole,
The Busters,
Pere Ubu,
Jawbox,
The New Christs,
Marcia Griffiths,
the Association,
Chrome,
Subhumans,
Inner City,
Wally Richardson,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Reuben Wilson,
Brick,
Icehouse,
Little Man,
Chris & Cosey,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
New Order,
Q65,
Roxy Music,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Marvin Gaye,
Funkadelic,
Bobby Womack,
Shuggie Otis,
Idris Muhammad,
Crispy Ambulance,
Aswad,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Names,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Cameo,
The Skatalites,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Circle Jerks,
A Certain Ratio,
The Electric Prunes,
Jesper Dahlback, Jesper Dahlback, Jesper Dahlback, Jesper Dahlback.
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.