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 Togo and from Seoul.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Pere Ubu to the dance 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 Curtis Mayfield. All the underground hits.
All Das Ding tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Chocolate Watch Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 808 and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dorothy Ashby record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Negative Approach,
Kaleidoscope,
Al Stewart,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Monochrome Set,
the Normal,
Reuben Wilson,
Terry Callier,
Godley & Creme,
Kool Moe Dee,
Barrington Levy,
Johnny Clarke,
The Busters,
H. Thieme,
Bush Tetras,
The Selecter,
Clear Light,
Sexual Harrassment,
Jandek,
The Cure,
Max Romeo,
Fluxion,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Anthony Braxton,
The Electric Prunes,
Sällskapet,
Eden Ahbez,
Patti Smith,
Alphaville,
Peter and Kerry,
Trumans Water,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Dennis Brown,
Agent Orange,
Toni Rubio,
Nirvana,
Bronski Beat,
the Soft Cell,
Au Pairs,
Wasted Youth,
Funkadelic,
Pere Ubu,
The Remains,
Television,
The Misunderstood,
The Skatalites,
Main Source,
Eve St. Jones,
Ultravox,
Theoretical Girls,
Mad Mike,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Idris Muhammad,
Animal Collective,
X-Ray Spex,
Gong,
Visage,
Minny Pops,
Todd Terry,
Althea and Donna,
Quantec,
Eurythmics,
The Gladiators, The Gladiators, The Gladiators, The Gladiators.
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.