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 Kyrgyzstan and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez 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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Aswad to the punk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 The Cosmic Jokers. All the underground hits.
All Simply Red tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tom Boy 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ronnie Foster record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Robert Hood,
Dave Gahan,
Shoche,
8 Eyed Spy,
Negative Approach,
DNA,
Liliput,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
New Age Steppers,
B.T. Express,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
KRS-One,
Tommy Roe,
The Grass Roots,
The American Breed,
Johnny Clarke,
Quando Quango,
The Shadows of Knight,
Bang On A Can,
Fear,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Essential Logic,
Boogie Down Productions,
Swans,
Chris & Cosey,
Tomorrow,
Rhythm & Sound,
Audionom,
Kerrie Biddell,
Terry Callier,
Simply Red,
The Dead C,
Kaleidoscope,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Albert Ayler,
The Fuzztones,
Big Daddy Kane,
Hashim,
Ultravox,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Funkadelic,
The Last Poets,
The Walker Brothers,
Dark Day,
Ituana,
Janne Schatter,
Los Fastidios,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Stiv Bators,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Massinfluence,
Darondo,
Yusef Lateef,
OOIOO,
Throbbing Gristle,
Delta 5,
D'Angelo,
Neil Young,
Sonic Youth, Sonic Youth, Sonic Youth, Sonic Youth.
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.