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 Israel and from Cairo.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 The Men They Couldn't Hang to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Neil Young. All the underground hits.
All Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ituana 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a June of 44 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Kenny Larkin,
CMW,
Gregory Isaacs,
Symarip,
The Neon Judgement,
Zero Boys,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Sam Rivers,
Little Man,
The Count Five,
The Shadows of Knight,
Donny Hathaway,
Mary Jane Girls,
Juan Atkins,
Skarface,
Camouflage,
June Days,
Pagans,
Rekid,
Camberwell Now,
Groovy Waters,
the Germs,
The Golliwogs,
China Crisis,
Qualms,
Man Parrish,
Mr. Review,
Pantytec,
Joe Smooth,
The Modern Lovers,
Kerrie Biddell,
Livin' Joy,
Simply Red,
X-101,
JFA,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Second Layer,
Grandmaster Flash,
One Last Wish,
MC5,
Con Funk Shun,
Brass Construction,
The Doobie Brothers,
Royal Trux,
Organ,
The Music Machine,
Soul Sonic Force,
DNA,
The United States of America,
June of 44,
Swans,
Sexual Harrassment,
Hardrive,
Eric Copeland,
Freddie Wadling,
Schoolly D,
Grauzone,
LL Cool J,
Public Enemy,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band.
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.