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 Lagos.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Lonnie Liston Smith to the dance kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic. All the underground hits.
All Joe Smooth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Major Organ And The Adding Machine record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scott Walker record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Suburban Knight,
Brand Nubian,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Rekid,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Gastr Del Sol,
Graham Central Station,
Black Moon,
Oblivians,
Juan Atkins,
The Litter,
Arab on Radar,
Heaven 17,
Bang On A Can,
Kerrie Biddell,
Roxy Music,
Inner City,
Chrome,
Blossom Toes,
Tomorrow,
Infiniti,
Arcadia,
the Soft Cell,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Black Pus,
Pole,
The Slackers,
UT,
Negative Approach,
Babytalk,
A Certain Ratio,
Man Parrish,
Jesper Dahlback,
Tears for Fears,
The Red Krayola,
Warsaw,
The Dead C,
Excepter,
Tres Demented,
Agitation Free,
PIL,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Fad Gadget,
Amazonics,
Joey Negro,
Slave,
The Tremeloes,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Agent Orange,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Dual Sessions,
Iggy Pop,
Pantaleimon,
B.T. Express,
Lou Reed,
Pylon,
The Skatalites,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
James White and The Blacks,
Lebanon Hanover,
Avey Tare, Avey Tare, Avey Tare, Avey Tare.
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.