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 Nicaragua and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 Lou Reed 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 Soft Machine to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Joe Finger. All the underground hits.
All Radio Birdman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Roy Ayers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mo-Dettes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Reuben Wilson,
Buzzcocks,
X-102,
Patti Smith,
Matthew Bourne,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
8 Eyed Spy,
Television,
Youth Brigade,
the Association,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Jesper Dahlback,
Mark Hollis,
D'Angelo,
Drive Like Jehu,
KRS-One,
Terry Callier,
Sun City Girls,
UT,
Scion,
Thompson Twins,
Niagra,
Pussy Galore,
Sonny Sharrock,
Basic Channel,
Charles Mingus,
Camouflage,
Roy Ayers,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Aural Exciters,
Symarip,
Crispian St. Peters,
Toni Rubio,
Barclay James Harvest,
Procol Harum,
The Shadows of Knight,
Glenn Branca,
Marine Girls,
Dual Sessions,
Jeru the Damaja,
Joyce Sims,
OOIOO,
Eric Dolphy,
Kevin Saunderson,
Ossler,
Sly & The Family Stone,
X-Ray Spex,
Bluetip,
John Lydon,
Isaac Hayes,
Pantaleimon,
The Martian,
The Slits,
The Velvet Underground,
Anthony Braxton,
Soul Sonic Force,
Roger Hodgson,
Groovy Waters,
Audionom, Audionom, Audionom, Audionom.
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.