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 Andorra and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Seoul.
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 organ 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 Subhumans 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 New Age Steppers. All the underground hits.
All The Index tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Adolescents record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 marimba and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Adolescents record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
New Age Steppers,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Sun City Girls,
Maleditus Sound,
Anthony Braxton,
The Offenders,
Lightning Bolt,
Gang of Four,
Flash Fearless,
The Selecter,
The Fire Engines,
Faraquet,
The Five Americans,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Trojans,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Hashim,
Joy Division,
The Standells,
Moby Grape,
Khruangbin,
Sonny Sharrock,
Vladislav Delay,
Kas Product,
Make Up,
The Seeds,
Clear Light,
Slave,
Boredoms,
Crispy Ambulance,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Country Teasers,
Pylon,
In Retrospect,
The Shadows of Knight,
Average White Band,
Monks,
Harpers Bizarre,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Nico,
Con Funk Shun,
Eden Ahbez,
Grey Daturas,
Lower 48,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Gang Green,
Radiohead,
Minutemen,
Parry Music,
Sparks,
The Index,
Siglo XX,
Boz Scaggs,
Juan Atkins,
Hot Snakes,
Roxette,
Moebius,
The Human League,
The Buckinghams,
John Coltrane,
Eve St. Jones,
The Motions,
the Bar-Kays,
Sam Rivers, Sam Rivers, Sam Rivers, Sam Rivers.
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.