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 Korea North and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Sight & Sound to the dance kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 The Searchers. All the underground hits.
All the Normal tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marc Almond 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Panda Bear record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sound Behaviour,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Khruangbin,
Qualms,
Average White Band,
Rod Modell,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Wally Richardson,
Dawn Penn,
Urselle,
Bobby Sherman,
Gregory Isaacs,
Alice Coltrane,
Joey Negro,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Brick,
Crash Course in Science,
Derrick Morgan,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Durutti Column,
Joensuu 1685,
The Busters,
Grandmaster Flash,
Amon Düül II,
Das Ding,
Carl Craig,
Quantec,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Q65,
Minnie Riperton,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Fugs,
The American Breed,
Isaac Hayes,
Johnny Clarke,
Soul Sonic Force,
Man Eating Sloth,
Andrew Hill,
La Düsseldorf,
The Remains,
Young Marble Giants,
The Names,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Gabor Szabo,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Gun Club,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Ludus,
James White and The Blacks,
Heaven 17,
Lucky Dragons,
Jeff Lynne,
Sarah Menescal,
Gastr Del Sol,
Blake Baxter,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
cv313,
Bang On A Can,
Stereo Dub,
Scan 7, Scan 7, Scan 7, Scan 7.
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.