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 Cyprus and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 Salvador and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 guitar 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 Soul II Soul to the dance kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Radio Birdman. All the underground hits.
All Josef K tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Reuben Wilson 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Negative Approach record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rufus Thomas,
The Invisible,
Kayak,
Saccharine Trust,
Surgeon,
The Count Five,
Tomorrow,
The Slits,
MC5,
The Monochrome Set,
Anthony Braxton,
Fad Gadget,
Eve St. Jones,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Letta Mbulu,
The J.B.'s,
Patti Smith,
Erykah Badu,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Names,
Yazoo,
Model 500,
The Walker Brothers,
Malaria!,
Sugar Minott,
Ice-T,
Ultra Naté,
Morten Harket,
Supertramp,
The New Christs,
The Gories,
Cameo,
Hasil Adkins,
Hoover,
The Litter,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Q65,
the Slits,
Lightning Bolt,
Terrestrial Tones,
Kerri Chandler,
T.S.O.L.,
10cc,
Nico,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
UT,
Idris Muhammad,
OOIOO,
Alton Ellis,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Spandau Ballet,
Half Japanese,
Tim Buckley,
Eli Mardock,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Josef K,
Lalo Schifrin,
EPMD,
Michelle Simonal,
The Red Krayola,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Leaves, The Leaves, The Leaves, The Leaves.
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.