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 Korea South and from Columbus.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 K-Klass to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Prince Buster. All the underground hits.
All The Motions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sonny Sharrock 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soulsonic Force record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet 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?
Alton Ellis,
The Kinks,
The Raincoats,
Grauzone,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Cheater Slicks,
DJ Style,
Ronnie Foster,
Donny Hathaway,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Toasters,
The Dead C,
Sixth Finger,
the Slits,
Can,
JFA,
Derrick Morgan,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Wings,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Sound Behaviour,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Amon Düül II,
Soul II Soul,
kango's stein massive,
Slick Rick,
Cluster,
Bad Manners,
Kas Product,
Visage,
Kerrie Biddell,
Scott Walker,
Mr. Review,
Graham Central Station,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Five Americans,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Scratch Acid,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Alison Limerick,
X-101,
Ludus,
This Heat,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Idris Muhammad,
The Grass Roots,
AZ,
Desert Stars,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Pierre Henry,
Interpol,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Japan,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
X-Ray Spex,
Marc Almond,
Vladislav Delay,
Camouflage,
Essential Logic, Essential Logic, Essential Logic, Essential Logic.
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.