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 Estonia and from Seoul.
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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 guitar 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 Stockholm Monsters to the rock kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Amon Düül II. All the underground hits.
All The Cure tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Audionom record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun City Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wasted Youth,
Bush Tetras,
The Misunderstood,
The Blues Magoos,
Banda Bassotti,
The Beau Brummels,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Letta Mbulu,
The Last Poets,
Lalo Schifrin,
The United States of America,
Rakim,
David McCallum,
Barrington Levy,
Ultimate Spinach,
Kevin Saunderson,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Stooges,
Delon & Dalcan,
Minutemen,
Cameo,
MC5,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Barbara Tucker,
Pantaleimon,
Icehouse,
Radio Birdman,
Monolake,
Drive Like Jehu,
Lee Hazlewood,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Robert Wyatt,
Severed Heads,
Bill Wells,
Neil Young,
The Cramps,
Gang of Four,
Joensuu 1685,
The Golliwogs,
the Association,
Archie Shepp,
Talk Talk,
Funky Four + One,
U.S. Maple,
John Cale,
Scan 7,
Main Source,
Audionom,
The Durutti Column,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
the Sonics,
Echospace,
Simply Red,
Fatback Band,
The Seeds,
Crispy Ambulance,
Leonard Cohen,
Hasil Adkins,
Cal Tjader,
In Retrospect,
Jeff Mills,
Make Up,
Bad Manners,
Aswad, Aswad, Aswad, Aswad.
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.