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 Rwanda and from Seoul.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Country Joe & The Fish to the electroclash 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 Donny Hathaway. All the underground hits.
All Sonny Sharrock tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sugar Minott 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a A Flock of Seagulls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Brothers Johnson,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Eden Ahbez,
Soul II Soul,
Roy Ayers,
Avey Tare,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Lebanon Hanover,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Oneida,
The Invisible,
Gang Starr,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Moody Blues,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Qualms,
Jeru the Damaja,
Echospace,
Minny Pops,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Masters at Work,
the Bar-Kays,
Glenn Branca,
Al Stewart,
The Raincoats,
Wings,
Panda Bear,
Marc Almond,
Hardrive,
Max Romeo,
Magma,
Kevin Saunderson,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Magazine,
Rhythm & Sound,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Camberwell Now,
Accadde A,
Bluetip,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Black Pus,
The Index,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Boogie Down Productions,
In Retrospect,
Letta Mbulu,
Khruangbin,
Bobby Womack,
Funky Four + One,
Nick Fraelich,
Radiopuhelimet,
Electric Prunes,
Monks,
Joe Finger,
Faraquet,
Hoover,
Jandek,
The Trojans,
Alice Coltrane,
Technova,
The Music Machine, The Music Machine, The Music Machine, The Music Machine.
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.