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 Dominican Republic and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Don Cherry to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch. All the underground hits.
All The Electric Prunes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lalo Schifrin 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a JFA record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Derrick May,
Cal Tjader,
Wally Richardson,
Don Cherry,
Lyres,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Lebanon Hanover,
Basic Channel,
Matthew Bourne,
Hardrive,
Altered Images,
ABBA,
Girls At Our Best!,
Magazine,
Chris Corsano,
Charles Mingus,
Donny Hathaway,
Gabor Szabo,
The Electric Prunes,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Guru Guru,
Mandrill,
DJ Sneak,
Alison Limerick,
Alton Ellis,
JFA,
Tomorrow,
Neu!,
Half Japanese,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Eric B and Rakim,
Minutemen,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Sex Pistols,
The Gories,
Moby Grape,
Echospace,
MC5,
Nirvana,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Neon Judgement,
The Motions,
Panda Bear,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Deakin,
Niagra,
Vainqueur,
D'Angelo,
Underground Resistance,
Angry Samoans,
Icehouse,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Country Teasers,
Absolute Body Control,
The Vogues,
DNA,
A Certain Ratio,
The Shadows of Knight,
Boz Scaggs,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Juan Atkins,
Brick,
Ossler, Ossler, Ossler, Ossler.
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.