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 Liechtenstein and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 Lou Reed 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 Eyeless In Gaza to the rap kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel. All the underground hits.
All Red Lorry Yellow Lorry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Toasters record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Desert Stars record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Altered Images,
Black Moon,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
One Last Wish,
The Five Americans,
Newcleus,
Spandau Ballet,
Sam Rivers,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Cowsills,
Marshall Jefferson,
Cluster,
Harry Pussy,
Crispian St. Peters,
Icehouse,
Bill Wells,
Section 25,
Freddie Wadling,
The Wake,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Sonny Sharrock,
Thee Headcoats,
Judy Mowatt,
New Order,
Hasil Adkins,
Mission of Burma,
Jerry's Kids,
Dennis Brown,
Underground Resistance,
Ralphi Rosario,
Index,
The Fortunes,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Negative Approach,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Gastr Del Sol,
Bizarre Inc.,
Pole,
Andrew Hill,
Camouflage,
the Sonics,
Man Parrish,
Sarah Menescal,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Pantaleimon,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Henry Cow,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Walker Brothers,
The Cure,
Stetsasonic,
Oneida,
the Swans,
Royal Trux,
The Names,
Ornette Coleman,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Marmalade,
Eric Copeland,
Eden Ahbez,
Accadde A, Accadde A, Accadde A, Accadde A.
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.