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 Benin and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 oboe 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 Althea and Donna to the techno kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Sight & Sound. All the underground hits.
All Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog 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 clarinet and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Walker Brothers,
Cluster,
Tommy Roe,
Fugazi,
Sonic Youth,
The Monochrome Set,
Soul II Soul,
Drexciya,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Kerrie Biddell,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Black Flag,
Todd Terry,
The Fall,
Barrington Levy,
Silicon Teens,
Mission of Burma,
The Invisible,
Roger Hodgson,
The Toasters,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Index,
Janne Schatter,
Lindisfarne,
Joey Negro,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Zero Boys,
Freddie Wadling,
Radiohead,
AZ,
Boz Scaggs,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Ossler,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Morten Harket,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Monolake,
Sonny Sharrock,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Mo-Dettes,
One Last Wish,
Jeff Lynne,
MC5,
Hasil Adkins,
Sexual Harrassment,
This Heat,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Youth Brigade,
The Shadows of Knight,
Desert Stars,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
the Fania All-Stars,
Skaos,
Sarah Menescal,
Boredoms,
Panda Bear,
The American Breed,
Gichy Dan,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Victims,
Anakelly,
Deadbeat, Deadbeat, Deadbeat, Deadbeat.
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.