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 Brazil and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 guitar 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 Ten City to the rap 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 Brothers Johnson. All the underground hits.
All The Fall tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nik Kershaw 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Young Rascals record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
David Axelrod,
X-102,
MC5,
Babytalk,
Warren Ellis,
Slave,
Lyres,
Niagra,
Crime,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Lindisfarne,
Desert Stars,
Minutemen,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Supertramp,
Sex Pistols,
Alice Coltrane,
Black Sheep,
The Fall,
Sister Nancy,
The Doobie Brothers,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Steve Hackett,
Ituana,
Leonard Cohen,
Quantec,
Drive Like Jehu,
Smog,
The Vogues,
L. Decosne,
Nils Olav,
Harry Pussy,
Make Up,
Popol Vuh,
The Slits,
Eric B and Rakim,
Los Fastidios,
Rhythm & Sound,
Matthew Halsall,
Jeru the Damaja,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Kas Product,
China Crisis,
Radiohead,
Joe Smooth,
Bob Dylan,
Wolf Eyes,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Drexciya,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Soft Machine,
Silicon Teens,
Vainqueur,
Morten Harket,
Outsiders,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Marc Almond,
Fluxion,
Adolescents,
Bush Tetras,
The Cure,
James Chance & The Contortions, James Chance & The Contortions, James Chance & The Contortions, James Chance & The Contortions.
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.