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 Madagascar and from Salvador.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 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 Pop Group to the jazz 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 Gang Starr. All the underground hits.
All Television tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Peter & Gordon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 snare and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
London Community Gospel Choir,
FM Einheit,
Mark Hollis,
the Association,
The Fire Engines,
Slave,
Nik Kershaw,
Public Image Ltd.,
Rites of Spring,
Inner City,
Animal Collective,
Flamin' Groovies,
James Chance & The Contortions,
8 Eyed Spy,
Ken Boothe,
the Germs,
Don Cherry,
Mary Jane Girls,
Faust,
Arcadia,
Deakin,
Basic Channel,
Hardrive,
Scion,
T. Rex,
Pole,
The Detroit Cobras,
Q and Not U,
The Divine Comedy,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Stooges,
Minny Pops,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Josef K,
Ossler,
The Cramps,
Terry Callier,
The Moody Blues,
Scratch Acid,
Gang Starr,
Eric Copeland,
The Misunderstood,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Bill Near,
Lalo Schifrin,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
John Holt,
Nation of Ulysses,
Leonard Cohen,
Terrestrial Tones,
Gichy Dan,
Chrome,
Amon Düül,
Lucky Dragons,
Echospace,
Y Pants,
Prince Buster,
Andrew Hill,
the Human League,
Public Enemy,
Marmalade,
Khruangbin, Khruangbin, Khruangbin, Khruangbin.
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.