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 United Kingdom and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the guitar 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 Donald Byrd to the punk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Archie Shepp. All the underground hits.
All Mr. Review tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lower 48 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wally Richardson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Skarface,
Radiohead,
Guru Guru,
Isaac Hayes,
The Doobie Brothers,
H. Thieme,
Television Personalities,
Rufus Thomas,
OOIOO,
Jimmy McGriff,
Desert Stars,
Marcia Griffiths,
Ultravox,
Albert Ayler,
Dennis Brown,
Bobby Sherman,
Tim Buckley,
the Soft Cell,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Niagra,
Kerri Chandler,
The Wake,
Jawbox,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Kayak,
Lower 48,
Bang On A Can,
Danielle Patucci,
Mantronix,
Nils Olav,
Ice-T,
Ossler,
Television,
Drive Like Jehu,
Fatback Band,
Lindisfarne,
Unrelated Segments,
the Normal,
Alison Limerick,
Goldenarms,
Unwound,
The Moleskins,
Todd Rundgren,
Radiopuhelimet,
Model 500,
Erykah Badu,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Interpol,
Idris Muhammad,
Cameo,
Sixth Finger,
Delon & Dalcan,
Accadde A,
Man Parrish,
Rotary Connection,
Tubeway Army,
Oneida,
the Germs,
Marc Almond,
Stockholm Monsters,
Terry Callier,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs.
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.