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 Slovakia and from Delhi.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 sitar 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 Joensuu 1685 to the rock kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Magma. All the underground hits.
All The Golliwogs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Stooges record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gil Scott Heron record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ponytail,
Anthony Braxton,
Audionom,
Thee Headcoats,
Bobby Sherman,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Los Fastidios,
The Techniques,
U.S. Maple,
Lyres,
James Chance & The Contortions,
This Heat,
Cluster,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Pantytec,
Shoche,
Delon & Dalcan,
Joy Division,
Procol Harum,
L. Decosne,
The Doobie Brothers,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Kool Moe Dee,
Don Cherry,
These Immortal Souls,
The Modern Lovers,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Au Pairs,
Maurizio,
Adolescents,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Offenders,
La Düsseldorf,
Cecil Taylor,
Rhythm & Sound,
Eric Dolphy,
Sam Rivers,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Yellowson,
Japan,
Moss Icon,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
cv313,
Intrusion,
Man Eating Sloth,
Guru Guru,
The Fugs,
Grey Daturas,
Hardrive,
Circle Jerks,
Rekid,
The Moleskins,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Lou Reed,
Jacob Miller,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Ornette Coleman,
Wasted Youth,
Lou Christie,
Gregory Isaacs, Gregory Isaacs, Gregory Isaacs, Gregory Isaacs.
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.