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 Qatar and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 The Techniques to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Stiv Bators. All the underground hits.
All Silicon Teens tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Althea and Donna record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Archie Shepp record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
In Retrospect,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Gerry Rafferty,
Yusef Lateef,
One Last Wish,
Guru Guru,
The Pop Group,
Delon & Dalcan,
Hasil Adkins,
Tom Boy,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Harry Pussy,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
UT,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Deakin,
Barrington Levy,
Shoche,
Rakim,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Raincoats,
Underground Resistance,
Anthony Braxton,
Eurythmics,
the Sonics,
Thee Headcoats,
The Slackers,
Cal Tjader,
Eli Mardock,
Sugar Minott,
Mary Jane Girls,
Letta Mbulu,
Carl Craig,
Yazoo,
Todd Rundgren,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Brass Construction,
JFA,
The Dead C,
The Angels of Light,
The Vogues,
Mad Mike,
Duran Duran,
The Happenings,
Ossler,
Spoonie Gee,
X-Ray Spex,
Kerri Chandler,
Thompson Twins,
Sex Pistols,
The Remains,
The Kinks,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Joy Division,
Infiniti,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Sight & Sound,
Cameo,
Traffic Nightmare,
Gichy Dan, Gichy Dan, Gichy Dan, Gichy Dan.
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.