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 Taiwan 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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Lyres to the crunk 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 Gerry Rafferty. All the underground hits.
All Frankie Knuckles tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mars record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Chris & Cosey record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar 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?
Toni Rubio,
Gastr Del Sol,
Fatback Band,
Yaz,
Make Up,
John Cale,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Eli Mardock,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Pharoah Sanders,
Blancmange,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
PIL,
Soul II Soul,
The Moleskins,
Q and Not U,
Lalann,
Cheater Slicks,
Soulsonic Force,
Danielle Patucci,
Boredoms,
Bang On A Can,
Slave,
Technova,
Moebius,
Public Enemy,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Move,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Gap Band,
Siglo XX,
Zapp,
Sam Rivers,
Slick Rick,
Audionom,
Fear,
The Divine Comedy,
the Bar-Kays,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
the Association,
Radiohead,
Banda Bassotti,
Tres Demented,
Tubeway Army,
Terry Callier,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Tim Buckley,
Max Romeo,
Lee Hazlewood,
Iggy Pop,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
One Last Wish,
Piero Umiliani,
Jacques Brel,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Happenings,
T. Rex,
The Seeds,
The Monks,
LL Cool J,
Dawn Penn,
The Golliwogs, The Golliwogs, The Golliwogs, The Golliwogs.
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.