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 Tajikistan and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle show in London.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 The Young Rascals to the techno kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz. All the underground hits.
All Nirvana tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ajijia Myrayebe record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 an organ and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soul Sonic Force 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?
Ralphi Rosario,
Matthew Halsall,
Pylon,
Mark Hollis,
The Vogues,
Bobby Sherman,
MC5,
Fluxion,
Sun City Girls,
Joyce Sims,
Con Funk Shun,
The Dave Clark Five,
Altered Images,
Spoonie Gee,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Derrick May,
the Soft Cell,
Jacques Brel,
The Seeds,
Ice-T,
Tubeway Army,
Junior Murvin,
Average White Band,
Brand Nubian,
Pierre Henry,
Arcadia,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Subhumans,
Kaleidoscope,
the Germs,
Big Daddy Kane,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Soul II Soul,
Piero Umiliani,
Skriet,
Amon Düül,
Girls At Our Best!,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Fall,
Wire,
DJ Style,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Sonny Sharrock,
Smog,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Connie Case,
Ohio Players,
Kevin Saunderson,
New Order,
Amon Düül II,
John Coltrane,
Barrington Levy,
Buzzcocks,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
John Cale,
Urselle,
Kerri Chandler,
Sixth Finger,
The Selecter, The Selecter, The Selecter, The Selecter.
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.