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 Uruguay and from Woodstock.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Lyon.
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 guitar 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 The Mojo Men to the techno 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 Terry Callier. All the underground hits.
All The Real Kids tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sun Ra record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 clarinet and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tears for Fears record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Radiohead,
Skaos,
Average White Band,
Harpers Bizarre,
Yusef Lateef,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Severed Heads,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Martian,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Camberwell Now,
Jandek,
the Association,
Andrew Hill,
The Blackbyrds,
X-102,
Frankie Knuckles,
D'Angelo,
Los Fastidios,
Kerri Chandler,
The Black Dice,
Eric Dolphy,
Parry Music,
The Smiths,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Yazoo,
The Knickerbockers,
Sonny Sharrock,
Silicon Teens,
Mandrill,
In Retrospect,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Massinfluence,
Barrington Levy,
The Grass Roots,
The Residents,
Brick,
Newcleus,
Deakin,
The Busters,
Flipper,
Shoche,
Bizarre Inc.,
Gichy Dan,
Ken Boothe,
Pagans,
DJ Style,
Morten Harket,
Isaac Hayes,
Theoretical Girls,
Joy Division,
The Pop Group,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Banda Bassotti,
Tomorrow,
Tres Demented,
Ohio Players,
Quantec,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Alarm Clocks, The Alarm Clocks, The Alarm Clocks, The Alarm Clocks.
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.