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 Italy and from Madrid.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Jakarta.
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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the guitar 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 Hashim to the rap 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 Jandek. All the underground hits.
All Gary Puckett & The Union Gap tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Searchers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter and Kerry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wings,
Q65,
The Last Poets,
The Gap Band,
Kerrie Biddell,
Joe Finger,
Stetsasonic,
The Mummies,
Bang On A Can,
The Sonics,
The Alarm Clocks,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Franke,
Michelle Simonal,
Q and Not U,
Mad Mike,
Prince Buster,
The Busters,
Tears for Fears,
Soul II Soul,
Todd Terry,
Ice-T,
Kenny Larkin,
Radiohead,
Das Ding,
The Leaves,
a-ha,
Tubeway Army,
Model 500,
the Fania All-Stars,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Tres Demented,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Lakeside,
Skaos,
Max Romeo,
John Holt,
Saccharine Trust,
The Neon Judgement,
Roxy Music,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Sam Rivers,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Youth Brigade,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Absolute Body Control,
Arcadia,
the Human League,
Nation of Ulysses,
T.S.O.L.,
Severed Heads,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Sister Nancy,
Mars,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Funkadelic,
Pharoah Sanders,
Joyce Sims,
Dead Boys,
Aural Exciters,
Scientists, Scientists, Scientists, Scientists.
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.