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 Tanzania and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Sonics to the crunk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Peter and Kerry. All the underground hits.
All Clear Light tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joe Smooth record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Agitation Free record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Harpers Bizarre,
Harry Pussy,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Soulsonic Force,
The Selecter,
Dawn Penn,
Little Man,
Letta Mbulu,
The Birthday Party,
Japan,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Johnny Clarke,
Aswad,
Erykah Badu,
Pulsallama,
Davy DMX,
Rites of Spring,
The Slackers,
Sight & Sound,
Moss Icon,
The Gap Band,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Black Pus,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Essential Logic,
10cc,
The Toasters,
Scan 7,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Funky Four + One,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Ponytail,
Roy Ayers,
Rotary Connection,
Soul II Soul,
Young Marble Giants,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Stetsasonic,
The Velvet Underground,
Audionom,
Khruangbin,
Ralphi Rosario,
a-ha,
Bill Wells,
Underground Resistance,
Mark Hollis,
Judy Mowatt,
Brick,
Youth Brigade,
Blancmange,
Banda Bassotti,
R.M.O.,
Pantaleimon,
Camberwell Now,
Hoover,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Crooked Eye,
Nas, Nas, Nas, Nas.
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.