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 Malawi and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Country Joe & The Fish to the jazz kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 This Heat. All the underground hits.
All Skarface tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scrapy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 808 and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mars record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Agitation Free,
Spoonie Gee,
Boz Scaggs,
Deepchord,
Bobby Sherman,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Real Kids,
Jeff Lynne,
Juan Atkins,
X-102,
Tres Demented,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Spandau Ballet,
Von Mondo,
Ken Boothe,
Tomorrow,
Joy Division,
The New Christs,
Surgeon,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
John Holt,
Faraquet,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Raincoats,
Scan 7,
Rotary Connection,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Altered Images,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Names,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Severed Heads,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Anakelly,
Gabor Szabo,
Inner City,
Steve Hackett,
Gil Scott Heron,
Television Personalities,
It's A Beautiful Day,
A Flock of Seagulls,
China Crisis,
Patti Smith,
Arab on Radar,
Can,
The Grass Roots,
Saccharine Trust,
Sonic Youth,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Gichy Dan,
Deakin,
Warren Ellis,
T. Rex,
Iggy Pop,
Eric Copeland,
Rites of Spring,
Frankie Knuckles,
Freddie Wadling,
Essential Logic,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Icehouse,
Pagans, Pagans, Pagans, Pagans.
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.