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 Samoa and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 spring reverb 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 K-Klass to the rock kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 John Holt. All the underground hits.
All Kaleidoscope tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soft Machine record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a marimba 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 spring reverb and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Robert Görl,
Carl Craig,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Derrick May,
Infiniti,
The Five Americans,
Sam Rivers,
10cc,
The Detroit Cobras,
Minor Threat,
Echospace,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Real Kids,
Man Eating Sloth,
Faraquet,
John Foxx,
Pharoah Sanders,
Shuggie Otis,
the Normal,
The Victims,
Scion,
Ossler,
cv313,
Second Layer,
Black Sheep,
James White and The Blacks,
Aural Exciters,
Mo-Dettes,
Godley & Creme,
Gong,
The Sonics,
Susan Cadogan,
Japan,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
These Immortal Souls,
Robert Hood,
Isaac Hayes,
Pulsallama,
Buzzcocks,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Metal Thangz,
Fear,
Liliput,
Supertramp,
David Axelrod,
Gregory Isaacs,
Panda Bear,
Colin Newman,
Terry Callier,
Junior Murvin,
Pierre Henry,
Harmonia,
Harry Pussy,
Roxette,
Unrelated Segments,
Swell Maps,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Malaria!,
Anthony Braxton,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon.
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.