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 Bahamas and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the guitar 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 Idris Muhammad to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 The Skatalites. All the underground hits.
All Average White Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Moody Blues record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roxy Music record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mission of Burma,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Victims,
Joyce Sims,
The J.B.'s,
Wasted Youth,
Hasil Adkins,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Rufus Thomas,
Eddi Front,
Glambeats Corp.,
Pussy Galore,
Letta Mbulu,
Girls At Our Best!,
Shuggie Otis,
Aaron Thompson,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Joe Smooth,
Gerry Rafferty,
Magma,
Amon Düül II,
James White and The Blacks,
the Normal,
Tim Buckley,
Tres Demented,
Josef K,
The Neon Judgement,
Ponytail,
Faraquet,
Yellowson,
The Sonics,
Audionom,
The Modern Lovers,
China Crisis,
Minor Threat,
Ralphi Rosario,
Chris & Cosey,
Kurtis Blow,
Anthony Braxton,
Chrome,
Sister Nancy,
the Soft Cell,
Monolake,
Minutemen,
Mars,
Blossom Toes,
Agent Orange,
Rites of Spring,
48th St. Collective,
Carl Craig,
Suicide,
Radiohead,
Dawn Penn,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Absolute Body Control,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Television,
The Shadows of Knight,
Second Layer,
The Fire Engines,
Simply Red,
Jandek,
the Fania All-Stars,
UT, UT, UT, UT.
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.