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 Spain and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 Donald Fagen 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 Make Up to the rock kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Kool Moe Dee. All the underground hits.
All Yaz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Cowsills record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a James Chance & The Contortions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nirvana,
Ken Boothe,
Sixth Finger,
Lyres,
Harmonia,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Sonics,
The American Breed,
Ultravox,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Young Marble Giants,
Glenn Branca,
Radiopuhelimet,
Buzzcocks,
Y Pants,
Electric Prunes,
Scion,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Half Japanese,
DNA,
Sparks,
Roxy Music,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Monks,
Altered Images,
John Cale,
Morten Harket,
One Last Wish,
Quantec,
Clear Light,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
JFA,
Matthew Bourne,
Marshall Jefferson,
Neil Young,
the Soft Cell,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Mars,
Pagans,
The Vogues,
Steve Hackett,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Public Enemy,
John Coltrane,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
These Immortal Souls,
Dennis Brown,
Angry Samoans,
DJ Style,
The Kinks,
Goldenarms,
Kayak,
The United States of America,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Deepchord,
Basic Channel,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
FM Einheit,
Smog,
Lebanon Hanover,
Danielle Patucci, Danielle Patucci, Danielle Patucci, Danielle Patucci.
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.