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 Tonga and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 Donald Fagen 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 The Doors to the crunk 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 KRS-One. All the underground hits.
All Intrusion tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Thee Headcoats record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lindisfarne record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Television Personalities,
Robert Wyatt,
Youth Brigade,
Stetsasonic,
David Axelrod,
Niagra,
Soft Machine,
Sam Rivers,
The Mummies,
H. Thieme,
The Sonics,
Second Layer,
Wings,
Yellowson,
Monolake,
Brothers Johnson,
Vainqueur,
Archie Shepp,
Al Stewart,
Radiohead,
B.T. Express,
The Tremeloes,
Joey Negro,
Warren Ellis,
Junior Murvin,
Inner City,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Aloha Tigers,
Gastr Del Sol,
Pylon,
Andrew Hill,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Fluxion,
The Trojans,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Cowsills,
Derrick May,
Popol Vuh,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Fad Gadget,
Joy Division,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Jimmy McGriff,
Girls At Our Best!,
Kool Moe Dee,
Minnie Riperton,
David Bowie,
Bizarre Inc.,
Black Flag,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Marcia Griffiths,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Au Pairs,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Slits,
The Zeros, The Zeros, The Zeros, The Zeros.
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.