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 Qatar and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 Bremen and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 clarinet 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 The Pretty Things to the rock 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 Man Eating Sloth. All the underground hits.
All Neu! tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ornette Coleman record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Qualms record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eric Copeland,
The Fire Engines,
The Alarm Clocks,
Kevin Saunderson,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Gap Band,
The Grass Roots,
Gregory Isaacs,
John Coltrane,
Essential Logic,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Black Sheep,
Man Eating Sloth,
Khruangbin,
Section 25,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Bobby Womack,
The Fall,
Neil Young,
Groovy Waters,
Babytalk,
KRS-One,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Jawbox,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
AZ,
Leonard Cohen,
Marcia Griffiths,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Boogie Down Productions,
Oblivians,
Black Pus,
Carl Craig,
The Martian,
Heaven 17,
PIL,
Jimmy McGriff,
Rotary Connection,
James White and The Blacks,
Cameo,
Roy Ayers,
Ituana,
Dorothy Ashby,
F. McDonald,
Howard Jones,
X-101,
Niagra,
Country Joe & The Fish,
New York Dolls,
Y Pants,
Bill Near,
Underground Resistance,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Ponytail,
Eddi Front,
The Cure,
X-102,
Silicon Teens,
Sonic Youth,
Panda Bear,
The Gories, The Gories, The Gories, The Gories.
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.