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 Czech Republic and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
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 Manchester and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Cal Tjader to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Harpers Bizarre. All the underground hits.
All Andrew Hill tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Smiths 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Manfred Mann's Earth Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Agitation Free,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Deepchord,
Make Up,
Bootsy Collins,
Josef K,
Quadrant,
Stereo Dub,
The Techniques,
Lalann,
Audionom,
Jesper Dahlback,
Dual Sessions,
Bronski Beat,
Arthur Verocai,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Althea and Donna,
Grauzone,
Barbara Tucker,
The Tremeloes,
John Coltrane,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Dennis Brown,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Pretty Things,
La Düsseldorf,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Massinfluence,
Connie Case,
Lightning Bolt,
Con Funk Shun,
Soul Sonic Force,
Cheater Slicks,
Bizarre Inc.,
Black Pus,
Harry Pussy,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Panda Bear,
Talk Talk,
Severed Heads,
Marine Girls,
DJ Style,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Matthew Bourne,
The Red Krayola,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Gerry Rafferty,
Pantytec,
Drexciya,
Bobbi Humphrey,
the Normal,
The Stooges,
Technova,
Lou Christie,
Leonard Cohen,
Pantaleimon,
Gang of Four,
Todd Terry,
David Axelrod,
Flipper,
Donny Hathaway,
Albert Ayler,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Supertramp, Supertramp, Supertramp, Supertramp.
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.