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 Mali and from Houston.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the guitar 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 Newcleus to the rock kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Vladislav Delay. All the underground hits.
All Radiopuhelimet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sandy B record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Unrelated Segments record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bush Tetras,
Amon Düül,
Crooked Eye,
Peter & Gordon,
Wings,
10cc,
Loose Ends,
Max Romeo,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Fugs,
Scrapy,
Boz Scaggs,
Nick Fraelich,
Cluster,
Gichy Dan,
T.S.O.L.,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
B.T. Express,
Johnny Osbourne,
Eddi Front,
Black Flag,
Jandek,
8 Eyed Spy,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
David Axelrod,
China Crisis,
The Searchers,
The Residents,
Mission of Burma,
These Immortal Souls,
Sexual Harrassment,
Soul II Soul,
Eric B and Rakim,
Delta 5,
Fear,
Masters at Work,
Absolute Body Control,
Fat Boys,
DNA,
Patti Smith,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Busters,
The Remains,
Camouflage,
Jimmy McGriff,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Blossom Toes,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
John Holt,
James White and The Blacks,
the Swans,
Rites of Spring,
Bill Near,
Radiohead,
Barbara Tucker,
Nils Olav,
Yusef Lateef,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Section 25,
Barrington Levy,
Brass Construction,
the Fania All-Stars,
Howard Jones, Howard Jones, Howard Jones, Howard Jones.
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.