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 Ghana and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the sitar 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 Skaos to the disco kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Glambeats Corp. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sister Nancy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 a 808 and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eric Dolphy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Mighty Diamonds,
Accadde A,
The Leaves,
Lalo Schifrin,
Grey Daturas,
Nick Fraelich,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Interpol,
Sunsets and Hearts,
MC5,
Monks,
Yaz,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Count Five,
Liliput,
Dorothy Ashby,
Patti Smith,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Robert Hood,
the Sonics,
Jerry's Kids,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Swans,
The Beau Brummels,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Circle Jerks,
Amazonics,
The Gap Band,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Carl Craig,
Maurizio,
The Black Dice,
Sixth Finger,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Eddi Front,
Ituana,
Gang Green,
Ornette Coleman,
Rufus Thomas,
FM Einheit,
10cc,
Vladislav Delay,
The Fortunes,
Royal Trux,
Hoover,
E-Dancer,
Vainqueur,
Joe Finger,
Kas Product,
Sparks,
Johnny Clarke,
Eli Mardock,
Sam Rivers,
Minutemen,
Rod Modell,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Warren Ellis,
Bill Near,
Ultimate Spinach,
Ice-T,
The Tremeloes,
Q and Not U, Q and Not U, Q and Not U, Q and Not U.
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.