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 Japan and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Fatback Band to the grime kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Barbara Tucker. All the underground hits.
All Derrick Morgan 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 rock 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 synthesizer and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jandek record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eric Dolphy,
Boogie Down Productions,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Rekid,
The Cowsills,
Country Teasers,
The New Christs,
Trumans Water,
Unwound,
Bill Wells,
Massinfluence,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Sonics,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Amon Düül,
Rhythm & Sound,
Archie Shepp,
The Velvet Underground,
Basic Channel,
Quando Quango,
EPMD,
Loose Ends,
Gastr Del Sol,
Desert Stars,
Mad Mike,
The Pretty Things,
Radiohead,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Rod Modell,
The Beau Brummels,
Parry Music,
Angry Samoans,
The Young Rascals,
Fatback Band,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Sonny Sharrock,
Kurtis Blow,
John Foxx,
The Dead C,
Lou Christie,
Derrick May,
Peter and Kerry,
Wings,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
La Düsseldorf,
the Bar-Kays,
Bobby Byrd,
Charles Mingus,
MC5,
Main Source,
Faust,
Rakim,
Silicon Teens,
The Doors,
Danielle Patucci,
Jerry Gold Smith,
James White and The Blacks,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Can,
Tres Demented,
Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen.
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.