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 Bahamas and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Funky Four + One to the rock kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Second Layer. All the underground hits.
All Gregory Isaacs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sight & Sound 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Amon Düül record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Althea and Donna,
Essential Logic,
Von Mondo,
Stereo Dub,
Eddi Front,
Sugar Minott,
Drexciya,
Urselle,
The Five Americans,
The Litter,
Henry Cow,
Easy Going,
Brothers Johnson,
Flash Fearless,
The Moleskins,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Mr. Review,
Rosa Yemen,
Sandy B,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Dave Clark Five,
Eden Ahbez,
Ultimate Spinach,
Organ,
La Düsseldorf,
Mandrill,
China Crisis,
The Knickerbockers,
Stockholm Monsters,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Fluxion,
Lindisfarne,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Bobby Womack,
Danielle Patucci,
X-101,
Second Layer,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Crash Course in Science,
Carl Craig,
The Fuzztones,
The Real Kids,
Gang of Four,
Shuggie Otis,
T.S.O.L.,
Supertramp,
The Monochrome Set,
Man Parrish,
Angry Samoans,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Glenn Branca,
Funkadelic,
Delta 5,
Babytalk,
Massinfluence,
Fugazi,
The United States of America,
Masters at Work,
DJ Sneak,
Nick Fraelich, Nick Fraelich, Nick Fraelich, Nick Fraelich.
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.