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 Niger and from Portland.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Goldenarms to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 CMW. All the underground hits.
All Peter & Gordon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dark Day record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a David McCallum record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Blues Magoos,
Grey Daturas,
The Seeds,
Byron Stingily,
Can,
Crispian St. Peters,
John Holt,
Carl Craig,
Slick Rick,
The Fall,
Pharoah Sanders,
Anthony Braxton,
Surgeon,
Cal Tjader,
Spoonie Gee,
Liliput,
Rod Modell,
Crime,
Tres Demented,
Neu!,
The Gap Band,
Saccharine Trust,
Shoche,
Roger Hodgson,
Fad Gadget,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
K-Klass,
Robert Hood,
Kool Moe Dee,
Sound Behaviour,
Danielle Patucci,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Marvin Gaye,
Funky Four + One,
Stockholm Monsters,
Derrick Morgan,
Bobby Sherman,
Sight & Sound,
Shuggie Otis,
Ituana,
Hoover,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Gil Scott Heron,
AZ,
FM Einheit,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Smiths,
Jesper Dahlback,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Barracudas,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Yusef Lateef,
The Gun Club,
Pulsallama,
The Trojans,
Jeff Mills,
Don Cherry,
The Neon Judgement,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Bush Tetras, Bush Tetras, Bush Tetras, Bush Tetras.
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.