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 Haiti and from Spokane.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Maurizio to the dance 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 Von Mondo. All the underground hits.
All Banda Bassotti tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Zapp 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 mellotron and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rhythm & Sound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sexual Harrassment,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Gichy Dan,
Donny Hathaway,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Blancmange,
Michelle Simonal,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Surgeon,
the Soft Cell,
The Count Five,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Severed Heads,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Faraquet,
The Fugs,
Steve Hackett,
Quantec,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Victims,
Ohio Players,
10cc,
The Doobie Brothers,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Unwound,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Selecter,
Barclay James Harvest,
A Flock of Seagulls,
John Coltrane,
The Kinks,
Soul II Soul,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Brand Nubian,
8 Eyed Spy,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Subhumans,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Gerry Rafferty,
Sixth Finger,
Inner City,
K-Klass,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Yellowson,
Johnny Osbourne,
Ronnie Foster,
Theoretical Girls,
Swans,
Sparks,
Rites of Spring,
The Black Dice,
Peter & Gordon,
Darondo,
Gastr Del Sol,
Judy Mowatt,
KRS-One,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Main Source,
Bobby Byrd,
Qualms,
The Litter,
Depeche Mode,
Marcia Griffiths, Marcia Griffiths, Marcia Griffiths, Marcia Griffiths.
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.