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 Trinidad & Tobago and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Tehran.
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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Justin Hinds & The Dominoes to the rap kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 John Coltrane. All the underground hits.
All The Cramps tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Velvet Underground 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lou Reed & Metallica record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Juan Atkins,
The Tremeloes,
Essential Logic,
Joensuu 1685,
U.S. Maple,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Eden Ahbez,
Tres Demented,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Siglo XX,
Traffic Nightmare,
Scientists,
Lou Reed,
Jeru the Damaja,
PIL,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Chris Corsano,
UT,
Dorothy Ashby,
Scratch Acid,
The Real Kids,
Harpers Bizarre,
Nation of Ulysses,
Howard Jones,
Bluetip,
FM Einheit,
the Swans,
Cybotron,
John Cale,
Davy DMX,
Maurizio,
Alice Coltrane,
Sonic Youth,
Sällskapet,
Anthony Braxton,
Throbbing Gristle,
Prince Buster,
The Blackbyrds,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Q65,
Schoolly D,
Goldenarms,
Shuggie Otis,
Isaac Hayes,
The Standells,
Gil Scott Heron,
Black Flag,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Arthur Verocai,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Con Funk Shun,
Johnny Osbourne,
Guru Guru,
The Doors,
Thompson Twins,
KRS-One,
The Human League,
Donny Hathaway, Donny Hathaway, Donny Hathaway, Donny Hathaway.
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.