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 Niger and from Lille.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Portland.
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 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
I was working on the 808 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 Monochrome Set to the punk 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 Echospace. All the underground hits.
All Bootsy's Rubber Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Leonard Cohen record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pharoah Sanders record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
F. McDonald,
Lalo Schifrin,
Scrapy,
Kevin Saunderson,
Dual Sessions,
Easy Going,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Kool Moe Dee,
Soul II Soul,
Crispy Ambulance,
JFA,
Peter and Kerry,
Archie Shepp,
Donald Byrd,
PIL,
Moss Icon,
David Bowie,
Arthur Verocai,
The Real Kids,
Sight & Sound,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Al Stewart,
Leonard Cohen,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Fad Gadget,
Clear Light,
Main Source,
Marshall Jefferson,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Cluster,
Slave,
The Buckinghams,
Kenny Larkin,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Judy Mowatt,
Lyres,
Mad Mike,
Quadrant,
Boz Scaggs,
Jandek,
One Last Wish,
Kayak,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Roxette,
Bobby Sherman,
A Certain Ratio,
the Slits,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The J.B.'s,
Dark Day,
Nico,
John Holt,
Buzzcocks,
The Gap Band,
T.S.O.L.,
Yaz,
Gang Starr,
Negative Approach,
Erykah Badu,
Dorothy Ashby,
Lonnie Liston Smith, Lonnie Liston Smith, Lonnie Liston Smith, Lonnie Liston Smith.
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.