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 Barbados and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 chamberlin 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 Jeru the Damaja to the funk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Tim Buckley. All the underground hits.
All Roxette tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Frankie Knuckles record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kas Product record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jeff Lynne,
Model 500,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Joe Smooth,
Kerrie Biddell,
Guru Guru,
Sonic Youth,
Symarip,
The Music Machine,
The Gladiators,
kango's stein massive,
Niagra,
DNA,
Connie Case,
X-Ray Spex,
Funky Four + One,
CMW,
Qualms,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Smog,
Fad Gadget,
The Wake,
DJ Style,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Peter and Kerry,
New Age Steppers,
Michelle Simonal,
Gichy Dan,
Lee Hazlewood,
Monolake,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Skarface,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Shadows of Knight,
Interpol,
Desert Stars,
Kaleidoscope,
Visage,
The Fire Engines,
Dawn Penn,
The Durutti Column,
Ludus,
Stiv Bators,
Brass Construction,
Spoonie Gee,
The Cramps,
The Real Kids,
ABBA,
The Slits,
Patti Smith,
Yaz,
Erykah Badu,
X-102,
Negative Approach,
Kayak,
Lungfish,
The Modern Lovers,
La Düsseldorf,
Archie Shepp,
Joy Division,
KRS-One,
Hardrive,
Brothers Johnson, Brothers Johnson, Brothers Johnson, Brothers Johnson.
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.