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 Ukraine and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 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 Germs to the jazz 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 Art Ensemble Of Chicago. All the underground hits.
All Au Pairs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Agent Orange record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 sitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bobby Womack record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rufus Thomas,
Ohio Players,
The Victims,
Maurizio,
Quando Quango,
World's Most,
Youth Brigade,
The Selecter,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Wings,
Dual Sessions,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Sexual Harrassment,
Judy Mowatt,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Talk Talk,
Radiohead,
Surgeon,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Massinfluence,
The Monks,
Reagan Youth,
Chrome,
Deadbeat,
Howard Jones,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Busters,
Alphaville,
Faust,
Soul Sonic Force,
Pantaleimon,
Essential Logic,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
DJ Sneak,
Shuggie Otis,
Brass Construction,
Schoolly D,
The Mojo Men,
The Fire Engines,
Animal Collective,
Jacques Brel,
Gang of Four,
Flamin' Groovies,
Mandrill,
Moebius,
Silicon Teens,
Man Parrish,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Shadows of Knight,
Malaria!,
Jeff Mills,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Roger Hodgson,
Lou Reed,
Kenny Larkin,
Cheater Slicks,
Eric Copeland,
Agitation Free,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Barry Ungar,
Barrington Levy,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Easy Going, Easy Going, Easy Going, Easy Going.
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.