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 Switzerland and from Paris.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the sitar 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 Von Mondo to the jazz 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 Sun Ra Arkestra. All the underground hits.
All K-Klass tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every OOIOO 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a FM Einheit record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Moss Icon,
Aswad,
Pulsallama,
The Saints,
David Axelrod,
The Human League,
Roy Ayers,
Theoretical Girls,
This Heat,
Fugazi,
Eric Copeland,
Pussy Galore,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Reagan Youth,
Joyce Sims,
Zero Boys,
Bobby Womack,
OOIOO,
Danielle Patucci,
Soft Machine,
Matthew Halsall,
The Pop Group,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Eyeless In Gaza,
the Sonics,
Wolf Eyes,
Gang Starr,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Depeche Mode,
Dave Gahan,
Stereo Dub,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Gang Green,
Henry Cow,
Urselle,
Brothers Johnson,
Faust,
The Gladiators,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Intrusion,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Birthday Party,
Blossom Toes,
Gong,
Zapp,
Deepchord,
Deadbeat,
Erasure,
John Foxx,
Tomorrow,
KRS-One,
Davy DMX,
The Mojo Men,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
F. McDonald,
Johnny Clarke,
Isaac Hayes,
The Trojans,
Bad Manners,
Andrew Hill,
Minny Pops, Minny Pops, Minny Pops, Minny Pops.
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.