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 Spain and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Rotary Connection to the funk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Funkadelic. All the underground hits.
All Motorama tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Evens record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 clarinet and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Yusef Lateef record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dorothy Ashby,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Mr. Review,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Divine Comedy,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Make Up,
Icehouse,
One Last Wish,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Aaron Thompson,
8 Eyed Spy,
Moby Grape,
Heaven 17,
Mo-Dettes,
Bang On A Can,
The Saints,
KRS-One,
Adolescents,
The Red Krayola,
Tubeway Army,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Jeff Mills,
Derrick May,
Ituana,
Bad Manners,
Glambeats Corp.,
Fat Boys,
Babytalk,
Country Teasers,
Theoretical Girls,
Thompson Twins,
Roxette,
Black Pus,
Man Parrish,
Fugazi,
Terry Callier,
Electric Prunes,
The Barracudas,
The Shadows of Knight,
Piero Umiliani,
Second Layer,
Marcia Griffiths,
John Foxx,
Mantronix,
Nils Olav,
The Doors,
T. Rex,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Ronnie Foster,
U.S. Maple,
H. Thieme,
Scrapy,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Radiopuhelimet,
Neil Young,
Stetsasonic,
Magma,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Animal Collective, Animal Collective, Animal Collective, Animal Collective.
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.