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 Guinea-Bissau and from Copenhagen.
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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 chamberlin 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 Sonny Sharrock to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Hoover. All the underground hits.
All Television Personalities tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Steve Hackett record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Judy Mowatt record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Gerry Rafferty,
Cluster,
The Count Five,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Suicide,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Radiohead,
Brand Nubian,
The Walker Brothers,
Bad Manners,
Minor Threat,
Fugazi,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Negative Approach,
Black Bananas,
Unwound,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Adolescents,
Michelle Simonal,
MDC,
UT,
Boz Scaggs,
Sugar Minott,
Nas,
Index,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Althea and Donna,
Eden Ahbez,
The Cramps,
Stetsasonic,
Simply Red,
Rakim,
Jawbox,
Zapp,
Godley & Creme,
Warsaw,
Patti Smith,
The Fire Engines,
X-101,
Gang Gang Dance,
Pierre Henry,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Subhumans,
the Normal,
The Detroit Cobras,
Guru Guru,
Steve Hackett,
Girls At Our Best!,
New York Dolls,
The Monks,
Gang Starr,
Barbara Tucker,
Ralphi Rosario,
Scott Walker,
Quando Quango,
The Gap Band,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
David Bowie, David Bowie, David Bowie, David Bowie.
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.