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 Denmark and from Toronto.
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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Nils Olav to the rock 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 The Zeros. All the underground hits.
All Pole tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Max Romeo 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Stooges record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Country Joe & The Fish,
Kevin Saunderson,
Brand Nubian,
Make Up,
Terrestrial Tones,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Martian,
H. Thieme,
Peter & Gordon,
Robert Hood,
Nick Fraelich,
Minor Threat,
The Cure,
The Misunderstood,
Zapp,
Groovy Waters,
Wasted Youth,
Radiopuhelimet,
EPMD,
Ornette Coleman,
The Blues Magoos,
Animal Collective,
Bronski Beat,
The Modern Lovers,
Spoonie Gee,
Maurizio,
The Flesh Eaters,
CMW,
Pole,
Roxy Music,
Joensuu 1685,
Johnny Clarke,
Black Sheep,
Average White Band,
Al Stewart,
Matthew Bourne,
The Gories,
John Holt,
Anakelly,
Wolf Eyes,
Dead Boys,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Crispy Ambulance,
Procol Harum,
Adolescents,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
ABBA,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Buckinghams,
La Düsseldorf,
The Busters,
Albert Ayler,
Index,
The New Christs,
Skarface,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Invisible,
Trumans Water,
Cal Tjader,
Bill Near,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk.
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.