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 Norway and from Manchester.
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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Stockholm.
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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the clarinet 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 James White and The Blacks to the dance kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Lightning Bolt. All the underground hits.
All Kevin Saunderson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ash Ra Tempel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Country Joe & The Fish,
Oblivians,
Traffic Nightmare,
Pierre Henry,
Porter Ricks,
Stetsasonic,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Country Teasers,
Bill Near,
James White and The Blacks,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Bobby Byrd,
Aloha Tigers,
Kevin Saunderson,
MC5,
Radio Birdman,
The Black Dice,
David McCallum,
Ossler,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
L. Decosne,
Jeff Lynne,
The Birthday Party,
Depeche Mode,
U.S. Maple,
A Certain Ratio,
D'Angelo,
June of 44,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Altered Images,
Roxy Music,
The Busters,
Livin' Joy,
cv313,
Fatback Band,
Nils Olav,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
the Sonics,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Underground Resistance,
Jacob Miller,
10cc,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Ornette Coleman,
Soulsonic Force,
Donny Hathaway,
Scott Walker,
Camberwell Now,
Scientists,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Funkadelic,
Ralphi Rosario,
Brass Construction,
Gabor Szabo,
Kurtis Blow,
Dual Sessions,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Albert Ayler, Albert Ayler, Albert Ayler, Albert Ayler.
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.