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 Macedonia and from Cairo.
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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 John Coltrane to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish. All the underground hits.
All Leonard Cohen tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Moleskins record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gong record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Black Bananas,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Slave,
Dennis Brown,
Kas Product,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Popol Vuh,
Ultimate Spinach,
The J.B.'s,
the Germs,
Goldenarms,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Brand Nubian,
Gang of Four,
Khruangbin,
Janne Schatter,
Yusef Lateef,
Gong,
Vladislav Delay,
FM Einheit,
Mr. Review,
Tropical Tobacco,
Bluetip,
Drexciya,
Technova,
Kevin Saunderson,
Smog,
Wasted Youth,
Rapeman,
The Skatalites,
Zero Boys,
Con Funk Shun,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Barracudas,
Quadrant,
Pantytec,
Joy Division,
Harry Pussy,
Pagans,
Pere Ubu,
Thee Headcoats,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Reagan Youth,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Bootsy Collins,
Suicide,
Accadde A,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Searchers,
Davy DMX,
Hashim,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Absolute Body Control,
Lucky Dragons,
OOIOO,
The Toasters,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Curtis Mayfield, Curtis Mayfield, Curtis Mayfield, Curtis Mayfield.
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.