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 Saudi Arabia and from Salvador.
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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Model 500 to the disco kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Patti Smith. All the underground hits.
All Andrew Hill tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Babytalk record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 a snare and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fluxion record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Average White Band,
The Busters,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Lightning Bolt,
The Raincoats,
Roxy Music,
Eric Dolphy,
Rod Modell,
Throbbing Gristle,
Quando Quango,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Ronnie Foster,
Stiv Bators,
Bob Dylan,
New Order,
X-102,
Stetsasonic,
Drive Like Jehu,
Josef K,
Second Layer,
Depeche Mode,
Oneida,
Jeff Mills,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Scrapy,
Brothers Johnson,
Ponytail,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Delta 5,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Sun Ra,
The Pretty Things,
Pantaleimon,
Graham Central Station,
Groovy Waters,
Robert Wyatt,
Sound Behaviour,
Reuben Wilson,
Donald Byrd,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Youth Brigade,
cv313,
Rekid,
Neil Young,
World's Most,
Siglo XX,
Eden Ahbez,
The Leaves,
Scion,
Buzzcocks,
JFA,
Roger Hodgson,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Reagan Youth,
Duran Duran,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Tomorrow,
Arab on Radar,
Guru Guru,
Deepchord, Deepchord, Deepchord, Deepchord.
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.