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 Dominica and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 Robert Palmer 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 Bronski Beat to the rock kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Erykah Badu. All the underground hits.
All The Last Poets tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mo-Dettes 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Q65 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Los Fastidios,
John Foxx,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Drive Like Jehu,
Don Cherry,
Camouflage,
Quantec,
Nirvana,
Junior Murvin,
Curtis Mayfield,
Trumans Water,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Fall,
Cal Tjader,
Eurythmics,
Donny Hathaway,
The Golliwogs,
Fatback Band,
Reuben Wilson,
Make Up,
UT,
Tom Boy,
Eric B and Rakim,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Cecil Taylor,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Litter,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Lungfish,
Television Personalities,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Can,
Lebanon Hanover,
Cybotron,
Clear Light,
DJ Sneak,
The Zeros,
Amon Düül II,
Pagans,
Section 25,
The Walker Brothers,
Scan 7,
Von Mondo,
Warren Ellis,
Connie Case,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Aural Exciters,
Sparks,
Tears for Fears,
Crispian St. Peters,
Lightning Bolt,
Bill Near,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Malaria!,
Dead Boys,
The Slits,
Half Japanese,
Bang On A Can,
Tim Buckley,
Anthony Braxton, Anthony Braxton, Anthony Braxton, Anthony Braxton.
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.