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 Jamaica and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1961 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Rakim to the rock 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 Con Funk Shun. All the underground hits.
All Josef K tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every New York Dolls record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 theremin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Surgeon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wolf Eyes,
Carl Craig,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Electric Prunes,
Hoover,
the Slits,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Dave Clark Five,
Aswad,
Soulsonic Force,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Metal Thangz,
The Monochrome Set,
Bootsy Collins,
Radiopuhelimet,
Robert Wyatt,
Ralphi Rosario,
Arab on Radar,
Organ,
The Standells,
Das Ding,
Brass Construction,
Shuggie Otis,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Ossler,
Isaac Hayes,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Tremeloes,
Slick Rick,
Symarip,
Monks,
Fear,
Althea and Donna,
Godley & Creme,
Marc Almond,
Barry Ungar,
The Buckinghams,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Skarface,
Thompson Twins,
Flipper,
Panda Bear,
Deepchord,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Jesper Dahlback,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Lee Hazlewood,
A Certain Ratio,
Rakim,
E-Dancer,
Boz Scaggs,
the Human League,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Wire,
Khruangbin,
James White and The Blacks,
David McCallum,
Heaven 17,
Severed Heads,
Rapeman,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Skatalites, The Skatalites, The Skatalites, The Skatalites.
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.