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 Bangladesh and from Woodstock.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 guitar 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 Newcleus to the disco 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 Goldenarms. All the underground hits.
All Aswad tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ponytail record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sarah Menescal record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Buzzcocks,
Flamin' Groovies,
Fad Gadget,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Moby Grape,
Blake Baxter,
Howard Jones,
Khruangbin,
Schoolly D,
Black Sheep,
Massinfluence,
The Five Americans,
Sight & Sound,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Smoke,
Public Image Ltd.,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Selecter,
Warren Ellis,
The Slackers,
Camouflage,
Fatback Band,
Von Mondo,
Boz Scaggs,
The Beau Brummels,
Vladislav Delay,
Scion,
The Victims,
K-Klass,
Wasted Youth,
Carl Craig,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Ossler,
John Lydon,
The Associates,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Aswad,
Au Pairs,
One Last Wish,
Suicide,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Todd Rundgren,
The J.B.'s,
Infiniti,
Unwound,
Joey Negro,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Thee Headcoats,
Soft Cell,
Bauhaus,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
the Bar-Kays,
Hot Snakes,
Donny Hathaway,
This Heat,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Derrick Morgan,
Letta Mbulu, Letta Mbulu, Letta Mbulu, Letta Mbulu.
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.