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 Laos and from Bologna.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the güiro 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 Funky Four + One to the rap 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 Albert Ayler. All the underground hits.
All Soulsonic Force tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Mummies 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 rhodes and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dawn Penn record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Supertramp,
Technova,
Archie Shepp,
Altered Images,
Traffic Nightmare,
FM Einheit,
Dawn Penn,
The Real Kids,
Erykah Badu,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Toasters,
Sugar Minott,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Shadows of Knight,
Bobby Sherman,
Laurel Aitken,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Grauzone,
Marc Almond,
Crooked Eye,
10cc,
Man Parrish,
Tubeway Army,
Von Mondo,
Young Marble Giants,
Soul II Soul,
Sun City Girls,
Chrome,
The Remains,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Excepter,
Eric B and Rakim,
Godley & Creme,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Maleditus Sound,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Junior Murvin,
Johnny Osbourne,
Todd Rundgren,
The Happenings,
This Heat,
The Fuzztones,
U.S. Maple,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Moody Blues,
John Holt,
The Litter,
The Slits,
Theoretical Girls,
Ten City,
Davy DMX,
The Gladiators,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Kaleidoscope,
Mo-Dettes,
Harmonia,
Eden Ahbez,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Unrelated Segments, Unrelated Segments, Unrelated Segments, Unrelated Segments.
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.