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 Bosnia Herzegovina and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 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 Dawn Penn to the funk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Angels of Light. All the underground hits.
All Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yusef Lateef record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ajijia Myrayebe record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Chrome,
Can,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Lyres,
Sugar Minott,
Lou Christie,
Gastr Del Sol,
Gong,
Nas,
Oblivians,
Hardrive,
The Tremeloes,
Supertramp,
MC5,
Donny Hathaway,
Max Romeo,
Quadrant,
Nik Kershaw,
Nirvana,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Public Enemy,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Piero Umiliani,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Marc Almond,
Tropical Tobacco,
Public Image Ltd.,
The United States of America,
Lou Reed,
The Electric Prunes,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Maleditus Sound,
Brothers Johnson,
Girls At Our Best!,
Basic Channel,
The Litter,
U.S. Maple,
Fatback Band,
LL Cool J,
Nick Fraelich,
Chris & Cosey,
Qualms,
Bluetip,
Roxette,
Moebius,
Alison Limerick,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Skarface,
Radio Birdman,
Terrestrial Tones,
Symarip,
Average White Band,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Dead C,
The Leaves,
Pylon,
Niagra,
Angry Samoans,
Erykah Badu,
Whodini,
Crispy Ambulance,
T. Rex,
Danielle Patucci, Danielle Patucci, Danielle Patucci, Danielle Patucci.
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.