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 Saudi Arabia and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 rhodes 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 Mantronix to the rap kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Second Layer. All the underground hits.
All Sun Ra Arkestra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dark Day 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Gories record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dave Gahan,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Knickerbockers,
Television Personalities,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Mark Hollis,
Ken Boothe,
Aswad,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Robert Wyatt,
Nas,
The Zeros,
Loose Ends,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Boz Scaggs,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Oneida,
Don Cherry,
Piero Umiliani,
Delta 5,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
FM Einheit,
The Dead C,
Alphaville,
Main Source,
Black Bananas,
Davy DMX,
JFA,
Spoonie Gee,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Nick Fraelich,
Eve St. Jones,
Siglo XX,
Rapeman,
The Velvet Underground,
Quadrant,
Dual Sessions,
Yazoo,
Fela Kuti,
Scott Walker,
Freddie Wadling,
Country Teasers,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Essential Logic,
Cecil Taylor,
Prince Buster,
Chrome,
Kaleidoscope,
The Fugs,
Ralphi Rosario,
Stockholm Monsters,
DJ Style,
Talk Talk,
Eddi Front,
The Index,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Zapp,
Masters at Work,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Remains, The Remains, The Remains, The Remains.
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.