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 Lebanon and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
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 Harpers Bizarre to the punk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Animal Collective. All the underground hits.
All Terrestrial Tones tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Bar-Kays record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 808 and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
These Immortal Souls,
Lalo Schifrin,
Tubeway Army,
Blake Baxter,
Roger Hodgson,
China Crisis,
The Stooges,
DNA,
A Certain Ratio,
Soul II Soul,
Eric Dolphy,
Marine Girls,
X-101,
Freddie Wadling,
The Invisible,
Scan 7,
Warsaw,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Ultimate Spinach,
Fear,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Second Layer,
Main Source,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Scientists,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Marcia Griffiths,
Brass Construction,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Robert Wyatt,
Gregory Isaacs,
ABBA,
Whodini,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Marshall Jefferson,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Fela Kuti,
Todd Terry,
Index,
Boz Scaggs,
Mission of Burma,
KRS-One,
The Doobie Brothers,
Youth Brigade,
Robert Görl,
Popol Vuh,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
F. McDonald,
Unrelated Segments,
Schoolly D,
LL Cool J,
Skriet,
The Doors,
Kaleidoscope,
Sonic Youth,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Sound,
Nirvana,
Khruangbin,
Brick,
The Grass Roots, The Grass Roots, The Grass Roots, The Grass Roots.
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.