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 Brazil and from Salvador.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Sexual Harrassment to the rock 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 The Birthday Party. All the underground hits.
All Make Up tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Clear Light 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Vaughan Mason & Crew record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
DJ Sneak,
CMW,
Deepchord,
The Gap Band,
T. Rex,
Bang On A Can,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Television Personalities,
The Saints,
Tres Demented,
Sonny Sharrock,
Nils Olav,
Ultimate Spinach,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Lyres,
Amazonics,
Buzzcocks,
Dorothy Ashby,
Theoretical Girls,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Arab on Radar,
The Mummies,
The Vogues,
Echospace,
Ice-T,
Leonard Cohen,
Delta 5,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Eddi Front,
Lou Christie,
H. Thieme,
Essential Logic,
Q65,
Amon Düül,
Dennis Brown,
James White and The Blacks,
Man Eating Sloth,
Parry Music,
The Real Kids,
Girls At Our Best!,
X-102,
Faust,
Royal Trux,
Mars,
Porter Ricks,
Niagra,
Inner City,
Todd Terry,
Cluster,
Maleditus Sound,
Sun Ra,
Soft Cell,
Ronan,
Whodini,
Mo-Dettes,
Sun City Girls,
New Order,
MDC,
Harpers Bizarre,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Gabor Szabo, Gabor Szabo, Gabor Szabo, Gabor Szabo.
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.