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 Algeria and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 Salvador and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 The Gladiators to the rock 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 Pole. All the underground hits.
All Archie Shepp tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Black Dice record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 rhodes and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kas Product record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ponytail,
Model 500,
Nas,
The Knickerbockers,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Skatalites,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Main Source,
Chris & Cosey,
Josef K,
Archie Shepp,
Heaven 17,
Intrusion,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Hoover,
Eli Mardock,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Neu!,
48th St. Collective,
Anthony Braxton,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Average White Band,
Siglo XX,
The Count Five,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Massinfluence,
Boz Scaggs,
Second Layer,
Rhythm & Sound,
Unwound,
John Lydon,
Newcleus,
Maleditus Sound,
Kayak,
Grandmaster Flash,
Pagans,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Whodini,
Eric B and Rakim,
Charles Mingus,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Cowsills,
Wolf Eyes,
The Detroit Cobras,
Qualms,
Gang Gang Dance,
Sparks,
Roger Hodgson,
Nick Fraelich,
Jeff Lynne,
Marc Almond,
Slick Rick,
Fela Kuti,
The Martian,
Sarah Menescal,
Derrick Morgan,
Blake Baxter,
Wings,
The Gun Club,
The Music Machine,
Johnny Clarke,
The Moody Blues,
Duran Duran, Duran Duran, Duran Duran, Duran Duran.
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.