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 Burkina and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 chamberlin 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 Delta 5 to the funk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Radio Birdman. All the underground hits.
All Pierre Henry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lafayette Afro Rock Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Stockholm Monsters,
Cabaret Voltaire,
T.S.O.L.,
Warren Ellis,
The Birthday Party,
Surgeon,
Dennis Brown,
Masters at Work,
Throbbing Gristle,
X-101,
Ralphi Rosario,
Kevin Saunderson,
Shuggie Otis,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Drexciya,
Gang Gang Dance,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Procol Harum,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Magma,
Crispian St. Peters,
the Association,
Deepchord,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Wake,
Slave,
Soft Cell,
K-Klass,
Minutemen,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Chrome,
Swans,
FM Einheit,
Rosa Yemen,
June Days,
Archie Shepp,
Kool Moe Dee,
Jacques Brel,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Graham Central Station,
Rod Modell,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
These Immortal Souls,
Eric B and Rakim,
Banda Bassotti,
Skaos,
Gabor Szabo,
Derrick Morgan,
Yellowson,
the Sonics,
Marshall Jefferson,
Oneida,
John Coltrane,
Essential Logic,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Negative Approach,
Amon Düül II,
Excepter,
The Pop Group, The Pop Group, The Pop Group, The Pop Group.
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.