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 Chile and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 clarinet 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 Eurythmics to the dance kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Rekid. All the underground hits.
All Mandrill tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Icehouse record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Livin' Joy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rufus Thomas,
Au Pairs,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Victims,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Kool Moe Dee,
Tom Boy,
Erykah Badu,
Rakim,
Lalann,
Flash Fearless,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Dave Gahan,
the Human League,
Big Daddy Kane,
Anakelly,
The Slackers,
Bobby Sherman,
Model 500,
Youth Brigade,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Excepter,
Isaac Hayes,
Don Cherry,
Lee Hazlewood,
Adolescents,
Letta Mbulu,
the Sonics,
Soulsonic Force,
Radiohead,
R.M.O.,
Television Personalities,
Marmalade,
Average White Band,
The Fugs,
Fad Gadget,
Terry Callier,
Barry Ungar,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The New Christs,
Agitation Free,
The Durutti Column,
DJ Style,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Man Parrish,
Al Stewart,
The Sonics,
Deepchord,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Toasters,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Alton Ellis,
Bronski Beat,
Girls At Our Best!,
Sex Pistols,
Smog,
Eric Copeland,
In Retrospect,
Wolf Eyes,
the Fania All-Stars,
Flipper, Flipper, Flipper, Flipper.
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.