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 Senegal and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Move to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Music Machine. All the underground hits.
All Aloha Tigers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Throbbing Gristle record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 a snare and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marshall Jefferson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron 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?
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Deepchord,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Patti Smith,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Happenings,
Andrew Hill,
T.S.O.L.,
Bill Near,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Gong,
Urselle,
The J.B.'s,
Rhythm & Sound,
Television,
The Offenders,
Freddie Wadling,
Matthew Halsall,
Arab on Radar,
Gang Gang Dance,
Rapeman,
Fugazi,
Soulsonic Force,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Black Dice,
Ronan,
The Wake,
Pulsallama,
Sonny Sharrock,
Minor Threat,
Joyce Sims,
Bobby Byrd,
DNA,
Negative Approach,
Johnny Clarke,
Camouflage,
Dennis Brown,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Jesper Dahlback,
Soul Sonic Force,
Jawbox,
Alison Limerick,
Pussy Galore,
Bobby Womack,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Lindisfarne,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Brass Construction,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Glenn Branca,
Unwound,
The New Christs, The New Christs, The New Christs, The New Christs.
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.