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 Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 harpsichord 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 Skatalites to the techno 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 Soul II Soul. All the underground hits.
All Dead Boys tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 chamberlin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Surgeon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ornette Coleman,
Gichy Dan,
a-ha,
Radiopuhelimet,
Flash Fearless,
Rotary Connection,
Clear Light,
Albert Ayler,
The Misunderstood,
Bobby Sherman,
The Birthday Party,
Roger Hodgson,
Lee Hazlewood,
Goldenarms,
The Detroit Cobras,
John Cale,
Altered Images,
The Martian,
Nation of Ulysses,
Surgeon,
Roxy Music,
The Count Five,
Fad Gadget,
Fluxion,
Eurythmics,
Eden Ahbez,
Ponytail,
Hardrive,
Rakim,
New Order,
Mad Mike,
Godley & Creme,
Au Pairs,
Echospace,
Zero Boys,
Thompson Twins,
Young Marble Giants,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Soulsonic Force,
Dorothy Ashby,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Flamin' Groovies,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Blackbyrds,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The J.B.'s,
Eric B and Rakim,
MDC,
Drexciya,
The Walker Brothers,
Siglo XX,
Michelle Simonal,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Index,
Television Personalities,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Jandek,
Swans,
8 Eyed Spy,
Anthony Braxton, Anthony Braxton, Anthony Braxton, Anthony Braxton.
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.