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 Cambodia and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 JFA to the punk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Gastr Del Sol. All the underground hits.
All One Last Wish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Derrick May record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 sitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Johnny Osbourne record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Smiths,
Hot Snakes,
Fela Kuti,
Rotary Connection,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Human League,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Althea and Donna,
Eurythmics,
Lou Reed,
Marshall Jefferson,
Make Up,
Wally Richardson,
Radio Birdman,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Darondo,
Sarah Menescal,
Avey Tare,
David Bowie,
Public Image Ltd.,
Reagan Youth,
Gichy Dan,
the Soft Cell,
Bobby Sherman,
The Invisible,
The Gladiators,
Talk Talk,
The Gories,
Stetsasonic,
Heaven 17,
FM Einheit,
Sam Rivers,
Joe Smooth,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Anthony Braxton,
Mad Mike,
Pagans,
the Human League,
Tommy Roe,
The Moleskins,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
MC5,
The Divine Comedy,
Bobby Womack,
Suburban Knight,
Infiniti,
Erasure,
the Sonics,
UT,
Wings,
AZ,
Soft Machine,
The Move,
Warren Ellis,
Matthew Bourne,
Circle Jerks,
The Tremeloes,
Delon & Dalcan,
Gerry Rafferty,
Jandek,
Trumans Water, Trumans Water, Trumans Water, Trumans Water.
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.