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 Taiwan and from Shanghai.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 New York Dolls to the electroclash 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 Agitation Free. All the underground hits.
All Quadrant tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Amon Düül 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Massinfluence record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bush Tetras,
Amazonics,
Jacques Brel,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Susan Cadogan,
Eric Dolphy,
Slick Rick,
Nils Olav,
the Slits,
Chris Corsano,
The Seeds,
June Days,
Kas Product,
Country Teasers,
The Victims,
Neil Young,
Roxette,
The Kinks,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Cramps,
Hashim,
Average White Band,
Stetsasonic,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Ponytail,
Joey Negro,
Kerri Chandler,
The Slits,
The Remains,
Maleditus Sound,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Panda Bear,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Mars,
Eurythmics,
Minnie Riperton,
Alton Ellis,
Jesper Dahlback,
Minny Pops,
Cymande,
Skaos,
Oneida,
The Mummies,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Lalann,
Colin Newman,
Sex Pistols,
Sound Behaviour,
The Alarm Clocks,
Dual Sessions,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Associates,
Pere Ubu,
John Holt,
Zero Boys,
The Move,
Rekid,
Hardrive,
Accadde A,
Yellowson,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Los Fastidios,
The Dave Clark Five,
Anthony Braxton, Anthony Braxton, Anthony Braxton, Anthony Braxton.
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.