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 Tanzania and from Beijing.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the sitar 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 Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch to the crunk 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 Bizarre Inc.. All the underground hits.
All Chrome tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every CMW record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 sitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a De La Soul & Jungle Brothers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Archie Shepp,
The Star Department,
Half Japanese,
The Kinks,
Q65,
The Black Dice,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Amon Düül II,
Tres Demented,
Scion,
Dark Day,
Organ,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Moody Blues,
Aural Exciters,
Arcadia,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Alice Coltrane,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Tears for Fears,
The Associates,
Sonny Sharrock,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Lucky Dragons,
Zapp,
Das Ding,
Nils Olav,
Eric B and Rakim,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Depeche Mode,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Andrew Hill,
David Axelrod,
Quantec,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
China Crisis,
Index,
Duran Duran,
Jandek,
Ponytail,
Outsiders,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Fall,
FM Einheit,
Lungfish,
Dawn Penn,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Skarface,
Scratch Acid,
Basic Channel,
Minny Pops,
Bob Dylan,
Schoolly D,
Cheater Slicks,
Faraquet,
Cabaret Voltaire,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Fuzztones,
Boz Scaggs,
The Trojans,
Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff.
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.