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 Luxembourg and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Stockholm.
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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Jeru the Damaja to the jazz kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 AZ. All the underground hits.
All FM Einheit tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Slits record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 an organ and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roxy Music record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Gladiators,
Bluetip,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Piero Umiliani,
X-Ray Spex,
Patti Smith,
In Retrospect,
Spandau Ballet,
The Stooges,
Fela Kuti,
Funkadelic,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Crash Course in Science,
Supertramp,
Nirvana,
The Seeds,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Popol Vuh,
Nils Olav,
Essential Logic,
Marine Girls,
Robert Hood,
Sam Rivers,
Skaos,
kango's stein massive,
Cecil Taylor,
Rekid,
A Certain Ratio,
Leonard Cohen,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Loose Ends,
Maleditus Sound,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
the Normal,
Alphaville,
Jandek,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Tremeloes,
The Selecter,
John Foxx,
Quadrant,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Newcleus,
New York Dolls,
Todd Rundgren,
Tommy Roe,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Franke,
Ludus,
The Techniques,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Chrome,
This Heat,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Josef K,
The Dave Clark Five,
Country Teasers,
Derrick May,
Tomorrow, Tomorrow, Tomorrow, Tomorrow.
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.