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 Guinea-Bissau and from London.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 spring reverb 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 Unrelated Segments to the jazz 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 Lee Hazlewood. All the underground hits.
All Harpers Bizarre tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scrapy 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Shadows of Knight record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tubeway Army,
Scientists,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Rufus Thomas,
Scrapy,
The Durutti Column,
Pole,
Royal Trux,
Y Pants,
Vainqueur,
Faust,
Flamin' Groovies,
Niagra,
A Flock of Seagulls,
F. McDonald,
Yaz,
Gregory Isaacs,
the Normal,
Anthony Braxton,
June of 44,
Kerri Chandler,
Aural Exciters,
Barry Ungar,
The Flesh Eaters,
Fluxion,
Wally Richardson,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Fall,
Carl Craig,
The Doors,
Rakim,
Joensuu 1685,
The Blackbyrds,
New York Dolls,
The Mummies,
Grauzone,
Al Stewart,
Hashim,
Eric Dolphy,
ABBA,
D'Angelo,
FM Einheit,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Joe Finger,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Basic Channel,
Camouflage,
Neil Young,
The Sonics,
Dead Boys,
In Retrospect,
The Associates,
The Skatalites,
Johnny Clarke,
Piero Umiliani,
Audionom,
Q and Not U,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Sexual Harrassment,
Michelle Simonal,
Dave Gahan,
Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes.
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.