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 Georgia and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Slits to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Iggy Pop. All the underground hits.
All The Monochrome Set tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Zeros record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 harpsichord and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soul Sonic Force record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Moebius,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Animal Collective,
Rosa Yemen,
Jeff Lynne,
Henry Cow,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Spoonie Gee,
Wings,
Joensuu 1685,
10cc,
Flamin' Groovies,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The United States of America,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Modern Lovers,
The Durutti Column,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
DNA,
Jandek,
Ken Boothe,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Jesper Dahlback,
Bobby Womack,
Alphaville,
Wasted Youth,
Eric Copeland,
Bill Wells,
Pierre Henry,
The American Breed,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Goldenarms,
Porter Ricks,
Massinfluence,
The Cure,
Grauzone,
X-Ray Spex,
Erykah Badu,
Siglo XX,
Joey Negro,
Black Bananas,
Max Romeo,
Flash Fearless,
Marshall Jefferson,
Big Daddy Kane,
the Human League,
Sonny Sharrock,
Stockholm Monsters,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Fear,
Brand Nubian,
Drexciya,
The Angels of Light,
The Blues Magoos,
Skriet,
The Star Department,
New York Dolls,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Flesh Eaters,
Funky Four + One,
Carl Craig, Carl Craig, Carl Craig, Carl Craig.
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.