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 Egypt and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide 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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 The Pop Group to the funk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 The Searchers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Excepter record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gabor Szabo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Erasure,
Marshall Jefferson,
Technova,
Jawbox,
The Fugs,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Janne Schatter,
Gastr Del Sol,
Public Image Ltd.,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Jeff Mills,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Lower 48,
Nick Fraelich,
The Raincoats,
Big Daddy Kane,
Eric Copeland,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Pet Shop Boys,
Panda Bear,
Isaac Hayes,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Man Parrish,
The Walker Brothers,
New York Dolls,
Kaleidoscope,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Crispian St. Peters,
Neil Young,
Gerry Rafferty,
Oblivians,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Symarip,
The United States of America,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Fluxion,
Morten Harket,
Black Moon,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Echospace,
Audionom,
Donald Byrd,
Brand Nubian,
The Pretty Things,
Eve St. Jones,
La Düsseldorf,
Sister Nancy,
Talk Talk,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Warren Ellis,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Soul II Soul,
Derrick May,
The Real Kids,
a-ha,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Scott Walker,
Yellowson,
Buzzcocks,
Moss Icon,
cv313,
Little Man, Little Man, Little Man, Little Man.
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.