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 the UAE and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 snare 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 La Düsseldorf to the disco 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 Jesper Dahlbäck. All the underground hits.
All Anthony Braxton tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Groovy Waters record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Symarip record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joe Smooth,
The Toasters,
Dead Boys,
The Smiths,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Ken Boothe,
Loose Ends,
Malaria!,
Sällskapet,
Lakeside,
Cecil Taylor,
Tim Buckley,
Jandek,
Warren Ellis,
Shoche,
Television,
Sound Behaviour,
Magma,
Interpol,
The Cowsills,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
B.T. Express,
Piero Umiliani,
Gichy Dan,
Alphaville,
Faraquet,
Blancmange,
Slick Rick,
The Birthday Party,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Glambeats Corp.,
Organ,
Desert Stars,
Monks,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Stetsasonic,
Gerry Rafferty,
Kool Moe Dee,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Fluxion,
Animal Collective,
The Knickerbockers,
Barry Ungar,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Bob Dylan,
Spoonie Gee,
UT,
Robert Hood,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Derrick May,
Pantytec,
the Bar-Kays,
Ludus,
Rufus Thomas,
The Human League,
Nick Fraelich,
Spandau Ballet,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Standells,
Dave Gahan, Dave Gahan, Dave Gahan, Dave Gahan.
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.