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 Namibia and from Manila.
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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 Holger Czukay 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 X-101 to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Selector Dub Narcotic. All the underground hits.
All Public Enemy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Association record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Alarm Clocks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Television Personalities,
AZ,
Scott Walker,
Buzzcocks,
John Coltrane,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Spoonie Gee,
Soul Sonic Force,
Kayak,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Nik Kershaw,
Scion,
Crispy Ambulance,
Fatback Band,
Roxy Music,
Subhumans,
Donald Byrd,
Pylon,
Organ,
Henry Cow,
Bad Manners,
Black Flag,
Kas Product,
Isaac Hayes,
Lindisfarne,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Kinks,
Prince Buster,
Mad Mike,
Josef K,
Jerry's Kids,
Unrelated Segments,
Quadrant,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Oblivians,
The Victims,
Deakin,
Pagans,
Procol Harum,
Make Up,
Throbbing Gristle,
kango's stein massive,
UT,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Andrew Hill,
The Blues Magoos,
Pharoah Sanders,
Camberwell Now,
Maleditus Sound,
Minny Pops,
Tim Buckley,
Ronnie Foster,
Bauhaus,
Shuggie Otis,
Sonny Sharrock,
Cal Tjader,
Audionom,
Moby Grape,
Warsaw,
Graham Central Station, Graham Central Station, Graham Central Station, Graham Central Station.
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.