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 Fiji and from Spokane.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 marimba 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 Pagans to the funk 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 Kerri Chandler. All the underground hits.
All Faraquet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every In Retrospect record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gian Franco Pienzio record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Chris & Cosey,
Gastr Del Sol,
Circle Jerks,
Bizarre Inc.,
Suburban Knight,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Moleskins,
Blossom Toes,
Marine Girls,
Sight & Sound,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Slave,
The Standells,
Terrestrial Tones,
Dawn Penn,
Derrick Morgan,
The Kinks,
The Flesh Eaters,
Arab on Radar,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Pretty Things,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Clear Light,
Gerry Rafferty,
Technova,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Chrome,
The Walker Brothers,
Bang On A Can,
Godley & Creme,
The Gap Band,
Marvin Gaye,
Amazonics,
Ultimate Spinach,
In Retrospect,
Joey Negro,
The Smoke,
Dorothy Ashby,
Quando Quango,
Matthew Halsall,
Eurythmics,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Chris Corsano,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Star Department,
The Wake,
Eve St. Jones,
Al Stewart,
Infiniti,
Spoonie Gee,
Traffic Nightmare,
Kevin Saunderson,
Lou Christie,
Animal Collective,
The Mojo Men,
Idris Muhammad,
Albert Ayler,
The Sonics,
Schoolly D,
Moebius,
The Human League,
The Alarm Clocks,
X-102,
Fluxion, Fluxion, Fluxion, Fluxion.
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.