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 Belarus and from Jakarta.
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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Rufus Thomas to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Jesper Dahlback. All the underground hits.
All Sonic Youth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ludus record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 mellotron and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Heavy D & The Boyz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Gories,
Bobby Sherman,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Grey Daturas,
Y Pants,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Velvet Underground,
Crash Course in Science,
Marcia Griffiths,
MDC,
Circle Jerks,
Terry Callier,
Trumans Water,
LL Cool J,
Sister Nancy,
Byron Stingily,
The Monochrome Set,
The Dirtbombs,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Tomorrow,
Ornette Coleman,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Organ,
Royal Trux,
Moebius,
Soft Machine,
Public Enemy,
Swell Maps,
Sunsets and Hearts,
This Heat,
Ronan,
Kayak,
The Raincoats,
The Mojo Men,
Gabor Szabo,
Iggy Pop,
Gastr Del Sol,
Sugar Minott,
The Five Americans,
Warren Ellis,
Toni Rubio,
Ituana,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
OOIOO,
FM Einheit,
The Fall,
Cecil Taylor,
Gong,
T.S.O.L.,
Pulsallama,
10cc,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Mo-Dettes,
The Shadows of Knight,
Second Layer,
Brass Construction,
Nils Olav,
the Bar-Kays,
the Fania All-Stars,
Gang Starr,
Howard Jones,
Neil Young, Neil Young, Neil Young, Neil Young.
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.