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 Greece and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 arpeggiator 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 Bobby Byrd to the techno kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Ultimate Spinach. All the underground hits.
All Max Romeo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Larry & the Blue Notes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 a marimba and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Funky Four + One record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
LL Cool J,
Con Funk Shun,
Mark Hollis,
D'Angelo,
Bobby Sherman,
Eric Copeland,
H. Thieme,
Donald Byrd,
Leonard Cohen,
Bobby Womack,
Mr. Review,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Yusef Lateef,
Fugazi,
Country Teasers,
Neu!,
Sun City Girls,
John Foxx,
Rufus Thomas,
Reagan Youth,
Judy Mowatt,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Pulsallama,
Peter & Gordon,
Kerrie Biddell,
Josef K,
Quantec,
Deadbeat,
Lalann,
Swans,
Bobby Byrd,
The Fall,
Barry Ungar,
FM Einheit,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Ice-T,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Gabor Szabo,
U.S. Maple,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Icehouse,
Faust,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
T. Rex,
Gang of Four,
Black Flag,
Oneida,
Flash Fearless,
Nils Olav,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Dennis Brown,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Main Source,
Connie Case,
Parry Music,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Sixth Finger,
Deepchord,
Visage,
E-Dancer,
Second Layer,
The Doors,
Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire.
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.