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 Yemen and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 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 Ten City to the dance kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Echospace. All the underground hits.
All Robert Wyatt tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every U.S. Maple record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kerri Chandler record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eurythmics,
Animal Collective,
June of 44,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Drexciya,
Jeru the Damaja,
Nick Fraelich,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Music Machine,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Pole,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Audionom,
David McCallum,
Sex Pistols,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Neon Judgement,
Sugar Minott,
Porter Ricks,
Lalann,
Deakin,
Blake Baxter,
The Happenings,
Leonard Cohen,
The Evens,
Qualms,
Ultimate Spinach,
The New Christs,
Franke,
Brothers Johnson,
Second Layer,
The Moleskins,
Essential Logic,
Goldenarms,
Hasil Adkins,
The Residents,
Tomorrow,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Skarface,
Crash Course in Science,
Joe Finger,
Moebius,
MC5,
Tubeway Army,
Spandau Ballet,
Lou Christie,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Pierre Henry,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Swans,
Bluetip,
Neu!,
The Toasters,
Erasure,
Matthew Bourne,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
LL Cool J,
The Leaves,
Big Daddy Kane,
Underground Resistance,
The Five Americans, The Five Americans, The Five Americans, The Five Americans.
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.