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 Ethiopia and from London.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Thee Headcoats to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Lower 48. All the underground hits.
All June of 44 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Judy Mowatt 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Monolake record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Country Joe & The Fish,
Main Source,
The Tremeloes,
Gastr Del Sol,
Drexciya,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Sonics,
Dead Boys,
Cameo,
Cybotron,
Audionom,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Slick Rick,
Wally Richardson,
Isaac Hayes,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Colin Newman,
the Human League,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Gang Gang Dance,
Jerry's Kids,
Jeru the Damaja,
Shuggie Otis,
Marine Girls,
Cal Tjader,
The Gories,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Pretty Things,
Mantronix,
Minny Pops,
Roxy Music,
Gang of Four,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Vogues,
Tears for Fears,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Boz Scaggs,
Jacques Brel,
Magazine,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Mummies,
the Swans,
Lakeside,
Jandek,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Lebanon Hanover,
Depeche Mode,
Ornette Coleman,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Negative Approach,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Blossom Toes,
The Skatalites,
Patti Smith,
Surgeon,
Tubeway Army,
Porter Ricks,
Judy Mowatt,
The Fire Engines,
Ultra Naté,
David Axelrod,
Electric Prunes, Electric Prunes, Electric Prunes, Electric Prunes.
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.