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 Burkina and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 organ 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 Dave Clark Five to the jazz 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 Jeff Mills. All the underground hits.
All Ten City tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bang on a Can All-Stars record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 guitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joe Finger record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dennis Brown,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Warsaw,
Groovy Waters,
the Sonics,
Grey Daturas,
Tears for Fears,
Stiv Bators,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Divine Comedy,
JFA,
Scan 7,
Dual Sessions,
Lucky Dragons,
Joyce Sims,
The Electric Prunes,
Matthew Halsall,
Soulsonic Force,
Robert Hood,
Josef K,
Jeru the Damaja,
Cybotron,
The Pop Group,
Dead Boys,
The Fugs,
Von Mondo,
Agent Orange,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Alton Ellis,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Pantaleimon,
Circle Jerks,
AZ,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Mary Jane Girls,
Electric Prunes,
Motorama,
Leonard Cohen,
Hasil Adkins,
Newcleus,
Infiniti,
T. Rex,
Underground Resistance,
Malaria!,
The Modern Lovers,
The Knickerbockers,
Skaos,
DNA,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Marshall Jefferson,
Basic Channel,
Thompson Twins,
Ludus,
Crispian St. Peters,
La Düsseldorf,
Big Daddy Kane,
Scratch Acid,
Letta Mbulu,
Desert Stars,
Massinfluence,
X-102,
Yellowson, Yellowson, Yellowson, Yellowson.
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.