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 Uruguay and from Paris.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 theremin 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 The Red Krayola to the rock 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 Parry Music. All the underground hits.
All Maurizio tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Amon Düül II 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Terror Squad Feat. Camron record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Matthew Halsall,
Sexual Harrassment,
China Crisis,
Q and Not U,
Grauzone,
Bluetip,
Organ,
Zero Boys,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Jandek,
Michelle Simonal,
The Index,
Groovy Waters,
Main Source,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Smog,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Robert Wyatt,
E-Dancer,
The Gladiators,
Mo-Dettes,
Newcleus,
Tim Buckley,
The Fire Engines,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Lalo Schifrin,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Crash Course in Science,
Cal Tjader,
Tres Demented,
Black Moon,
Traffic Nightmare,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Eric B and Rakim,
Thee Headcoats,
Eric Copeland,
Warren Ellis,
Half Japanese,
LL Cool J,
Kenny Larkin,
Dave Gahan,
Minnie Riperton,
Maleditus Sound,
Crime,
Urselle,
Robert Görl,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Avey Tare,
Jesper Dahlback,
a-ha,
Mantronix,
Jawbox,
the Slits,
Ronan,
New Order,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Big Daddy Kane,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Shoche, Shoche, Shoche, Shoche.
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.