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 Nigeria and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 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 Rekid 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 Scion. All the underground hits.
All David Axelrod tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Blossom Toes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Leonard Cohen record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dennis Brown,
Marc Almond,
Rufus Thomas,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Gun Club,
Gong,
Lalann,
Goldenarms,
John Coltrane,
Soft Machine,
Au Pairs,
Yusef Lateef,
Swell Maps,
Animal Collective,
Kevin Saunderson,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Sight & Sound,
Minny Pops,
Nick Fraelich,
The Golliwogs,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Joensuu 1685,
Monolake,
Sonic Youth,
Suburban Knight,
Cecil Taylor,
Camberwell Now,
Frankie Knuckles,
Royal Trux,
Pagans,
Saccharine Trust,
The Saints,
Symarip,
Kerri Chandler,
The Star Department,
Nik Kershaw,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
FM Einheit,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Heaven 17,
The Count Five,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Babytalk,
Severed Heads,
The Flesh Eaters,
Angry Samoans,
Anthony Braxton,
June Days,
Tommy Roe,
The Wake,
The New Christs,
The Raincoats,
Unwound,
Leonard Cohen,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Lower 48,
R.M.O.,
The Fuzztones,
La Düsseldorf,
Ice-T, Ice-T, Ice-T, Ice-T.
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.