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 Tanzania and from Cairo.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Dorothy Ashby. All the underground hits.
All Tres Demented tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sonny Sharrock record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Derrick Morgan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Derrick Morgan,
Ornette Coleman,
Thompson Twins,
Lower 48,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Aural Exciters,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Sound Behaviour,
Soulsonic Force,
Nas,
a-ha,
Archie Shepp,
Toni Rubio,
MDC,
Pagans,
The Toasters,
The Associates,
Wasted Youth,
Sarah Menescal,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Moody Blues,
Interpol,
The Fire Engines,
Quadrant,
The Slits,
Marshall Jefferson,
Crispy Ambulance,
LL Cool J,
The Birthday Party,
Drive Like Jehu,
Mo-Dettes,
Roy Ayers,
Dennis Brown,
Freddie Wadling,
Gong,
Junior Murvin,
The Monochrome Set,
the Germs,
Monks,
Royal Trux,
Kaleidoscope,
Danielle Patucci,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Radiohead,
Animal Collective,
Radiopuhelimet,
Matthew Bourne,
Desert Stars,
The Victims,
Minny Pops,
Chris & Cosey,
T. Rex,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
X-Ray Spex,
Symarip,
The Standells,
Mark Hollis,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Donny Hathaway,
Johnny Clarke,
Guru Guru,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Amon Düül, Amon Düül, Amon Düül, Amon Düül.
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.