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 Zambia and from Lyon.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 The Shadows of Knight to the rock 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 Camouflage. All the underground hits.
All Tom Boy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jeff Mills 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gabor Szabo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes 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?
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Q and Not U,
Rhythm & Sound,
Colin Newman,
Bad Manners,
Prince Buster,
Agent Orange,
D'Angelo,
Ice-T,
The Birthday Party,
Massinfluence,
Dorothy Ashby,
Boz Scaggs,
Nas,
Magma,
Symarip,
Tres Demented,
The Evens,
Lungfish,
The Music Machine,
Roy Ayers,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Angels of Light,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Clear Light,
Nirvana,
Dead Boys,
Judy Mowatt,
Swans,
Second Layer,
The Velvet Underground,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Index,
Donald Byrd,
Joyce Sims,
Suburban Knight,
Spandau Ballet,
Roxette,
The Gladiators,
Zero Boys,
Joensuu 1685,
Infiniti,
Black Sheep,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Arab on Radar,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
David Bowie,
R.M.O.,
Television,
Whodini,
The Victims,
The Skatalites,
The Electric Prunes,
Steve Hackett,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Deepchord,
Matthew Halsall,
Pulsallama,
Fifty Foot Hose,
James White and The Blacks,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Kango’s Stein Massive, Kango’s Stein Massive, Kango’s Stein Massive, Kango’s Stein Massive.
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.