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 Cape Verde and from Jakarta.
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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Warsaw to the disco 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 ABBA. All the underground hits.
All Black Bananas tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lafayette Afro Rock Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 a sitar and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marmalade record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lucky Dragons,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Marmalade,
Gang Gang Dance,
Los Fastidios,
Bobby Byrd,
The Techniques,
Grey Daturas,
Groovy Waters,
Neil Young,
Whodini,
Altered Images,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Guru Guru,
The Raincoats,
Animal Collective,
K-Klass,
Bobby Sherman,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Shuggie Otis,
Morten Harket,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Black Sheep,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Surgeon,
Letta Mbulu,
Can,
The Sonics,
Glambeats Corp.,
Stockholm Monsters,
Black Bananas,
Hasil Adkins,
Rites of Spring,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Jesper Dahlback,
Royal Trux,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Joe Finger,
In Retrospect,
China Crisis,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Siglo XX,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Funkadelic,
Make Up,
the Fania All-Stars,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Popol Vuh,
cv313,
Juan Atkins,
The Index,
Kas Product,
The Beau Brummels,
Sister Nancy,
Kerrie Biddell,
Nils Olav,
10cc,
Josef K, Josef K, Josef K, Josef K.
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.