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 Cambodia and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 mellotron 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 Eric Dolphy 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 John Holt. All the underground hits.
All Matthew Halsall tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Blossom Toes 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a New Age Steppers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sun City Girls,
MC5,
Bluetip,
Mandrill,
John Holt,
Massinfluence,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Human League,
Mad Mike,
Mo-Dettes,
Robert Görl,
A Certain Ratio,
the Association,
The Fortunes,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
X-Ray Spex,
Cymande,
The Trojans,
Ken Boothe,
Fluxion,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
UT,
Agent Orange,
Hardrive,
Hot Snakes,
Brand Nubian,
Man Eating Sloth,
Deadbeat,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Agitation Free,
Royal Trux,
Robert Wyatt,
Amon Düül,
Heaven 17,
Funky Four + One,
Minor Threat,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Star Department,
Sparks,
Maurizio,
K-Klass,
Todd Rundgren,
Eric Copeland,
Sex Pistols,
The United States of America,
Sarah Menescal,
Banda Bassotti,
DJ Sneak,
Rites of Spring,
The Doors,
The Angels of Light,
Animal Collective,
Electric Prunes,
Minny Pops,
Make Up,
Rapeman,
Kas Product,
the Fania All-Stars,
Shoche,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Nils Olav,
The Skatalites,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids, Richard Hell and the Voidoids, Richard Hell and the Voidoids, Richard Hell and the Voidoids.
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.