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 Paraguay and from Salvador.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 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 Von Mondo to the grunge 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 Justin Hinds & The Dominoes. All the underground hits.
All Kurtis Blow tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soulsonic Force record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 snare and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Delon & Dalcan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jacob Miller,
Juan Atkins,
Janne Schatter,
Avey Tare,
The Leaves,
Lalann,
Josef K,
Byron Stingily,
Radiopuhelimet,
Aural Exciters,
Wolf Eyes,
Desert Stars,
The Detroit Cobras,
Anthony Braxton,
Scott Walker,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Marshall Jefferson,
Quando Quango,
Man Eating Sloth,
Cecil Taylor,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Quadrant,
The Happenings,
Mantronix,
Radio Birdman,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Names,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Eurythmics,
Crime,
Public Enemy,
Ohio Players,
The Litter,
Gong,
8 Eyed Spy,
Patti Smith,
Sight & Sound,
Brothers Johnson,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Vogues,
Jawbox,
Guru Guru,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Techniques,
Excepter,
Wally Richardson,
Kool Moe Dee,
Girls At Our Best!,
Dawn Penn,
Arcadia,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Prince Buster,
Black Flag,
David Bowie,
John Lydon,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Derrick May,
Kaleidoscope,
Sugar Minott,
A Certain Ratio,
Andrew Hill, Andrew Hill, Andrew Hill, Andrew Hill.
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.