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 Turkmenistan and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 Sonny Sharrock to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Deepchord. All the underground hits.
All The Leaves tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tommy Roe 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pharoah Sanders record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Davy DMX,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Nas,
The Dave Clark Five,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Hashim,
MC5,
Pagans,
Sister Nancy,
Camberwell Now,
Can,
Colin Newman,
Absolute Body Control,
Television Personalities,
The Litter,
Albert Ayler,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Jacques Brel,
The Beau Brummels,
The Divine Comedy,
Grey Daturas,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
KRS-One,
Tim Buckley,
Groovy Waters,
Jerry's Kids,
The Stooges,
Yazoo,
Janne Schatter,
Stereo Dub,
Q and Not U,
Cameo,
E-Dancer,
The Buckinghams,
Flash Fearless,
R.M.O.,
Aswad,
ABC,
Gong,
Letta Mbulu,
The Raincoats,
The Cure,
Sonic Youth,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Selecter,
Al Stewart,
In Retrospect,
Chrome,
LL Cool J,
Stetsasonic,
Mr. Review,
Quando Quango,
B.T. Express,
Black Flag,
Gang Gang Dance,
Tropical Tobacco,
Hot Snakes,
Whodini,
Cybotron,
The Pretty Things,
Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II.
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.