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 Liechtenstein and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 Robert Palmer 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 Vaughan Mason & Crew to the techno kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Accadde A. All the underground hits.
All Goldenarms tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Siouxsie and the Banshees 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun Ra Arkestra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Zeros,
Sarah Menescal,
Massinfluence,
Rufus Thomas,
China Crisis,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Bush Tetras,
Sun City Girls,
Unwound,
Sun Ra,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Residents,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Bobby Womack,
Lou Reed,
Kaleidoscope,
Gang of Four,
Severed Heads,
Fear,
The Gories,
The Last Poets,
Scan 7,
Ituana,
Nas,
Arthur Verocai,
Scott Walker,
Boz Scaggs,
Boredoms,
The Star Department,
Pylon,
the Swans,
Skarface,
Public Enemy,
Guru Guru,
Vladislav Delay,
Jimmy McGriff,
Susan Cadogan,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
David Axelrod,
Skriet,
Lou Christie,
Depeche Mode,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
a-ha,
The Busters,
Eden Ahbez,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Cowsills,
Camberwell Now,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Tommy Roe,
Toni Rubio,
Fugazi,
Jandek,
X-102,
Radiohead,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Raincoats,
Aural Exciters,
Albert Ayler,
Mission of Burma, Mission of Burma, Mission of Burma, Mission of Burma.
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.