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 Guinea and from Taipei.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Audionom to the grunge 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 Ornette Coleman. All the underground hits.
All Lou Reed tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Don Cherry record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Q and Not U record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Associates,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Kenny Larkin,
The Stooges,
Blossom Toes,
Prince Buster,
Eli Mardock,
Eve St. Jones,
The Standells,
The Fire Engines,
Royal Trux,
The Cowsills,
Althea and Donna,
David Axelrod,
EPMD,
Inner City,
Outsiders,
The New Christs,
JFA,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Skarface,
Slick Rick,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Mark Hollis,
Kas Product,
The Seeds,
Symarip,
Lee Hazlewood,
Sparks,
Pylon,
Jimmy McGriff,
Metal Thangz,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Lucky Dragons,
Lou Christie,
Brothers Johnson,
Jacob Miller,
Theoretical Girls,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Pharoah Sanders,
Minnie Riperton,
Mr. Review,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Stereo Dub,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Blackbyrds,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Pulsallama,
Lalo Schifrin,
Lou Reed,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Roxette,
The Music Machine,
Anthony Braxton,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Vainqueur,
John Foxx,
Pagans,
Jawbox,
Visage,
Das Ding,
Audionom,
Zapp, Zapp, Zapp, Zapp.
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.