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 Iceland and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Sister Nancy to the funk 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 Section 25. All the underground hits.
All Guru Guru tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dorothy Ashby record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 guitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Gories record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Happenings,
The Dead C,
Sun Ra,
Blake Baxter,
Zero Boys,
Ronnie Foster,
Leonard Cohen,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
David Bowie,
Magma,
Johnny Osbourne,
Kool Moe Dee,
Jeff Lynne,
Agitation Free,
a-ha,
Lou Reed,
Visage,
48th St. Collective,
The New Christs,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Skriet,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Freddie Wadling,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Ultravox,
Popol Vuh,
Niagra,
The Fortunes,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
James White and The Blacks,
Interpol,
Throbbing Gristle,
Amazonics,
Cameo,
Marine Girls,
the Germs,
Carl Craig,
Monks,
Crooked Eye,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Jacob Miller,
The Angels of Light,
Oblivians,
Dawn Penn,
Siglo XX,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Kas Product,
Zapp,
Soulsonic Force,
Alison Limerick,
Sight & Sound,
Matthew Bourne,
the Normal,
Flamin' Groovies,
Archie Shepp,
Ralphi Rosario,
Grauzone,
Robert Görl,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
B.T. Express,
Roger Hodgson,
The Zeros,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson, Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson, Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson, Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson.
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.