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 Iraq and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Junior Murvin to the techno kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Leonard Cohen. All the underground hits.
All Lalo Schifrin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Darondo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Groovy Waters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Tomorrow,
The Saints,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
New Age Steppers,
Khruangbin,
Ten City,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
K-Klass,
The Fugs,
The Count Five,
The American Breed,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Judy Mowatt,
Eric B and Rakim,
Crime,
Jacob Miller,
Isaac Hayes,
Von Mondo,
Los Fastidios,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Unrelated Segments,
Excepter,
Funkadelic,
Gong,
Swell Maps,
Simply Red,
Oneida,
Sarah Menescal,
Radiohead,
Minutemen,
Cameo,
Yazoo,
The Electric Prunes,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Monks,
Chrome,
Rapeman,
Deadbeat,
Sound Behaviour,
The Cowsills,
Derrick May,
Nas,
the Sonics,
Sugar Minott,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Sister Nancy,
Donny Hathaway,
Nick Fraelich,
Tommy Roe,
Animal Collective,
La Düsseldorf,
Lou Christie,
Ludus,
The Human League,
Boogie Down Productions,
Roy Ayers,
The Fall,
Sight & Sound,
June Days,
Bootsy Collins,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Ice-T, Ice-T, Ice-T, Ice-T.
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.