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 Lithuania 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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Slick Rick to the jazz kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Parry Music. All the underground hits.
All The Cramps tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Siglo XX 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lakeside record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Techniques,
Audionom,
Country Teasers,
Sight & Sound,
Judy Mowatt,
Rekid,
Bill Near,
Fatback Band,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Warren Ellis,
Sonic Youth,
Max Romeo,
X-101,
The Seeds,
Arab on Radar,
Bronski Beat,
The Offenders,
The Misunderstood,
Altered Images,
The Stooges,
The Leaves,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Jawbox,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Freddie Wadling,
Ossler,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Dirtbombs,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Shoche,
Lungfish,
Donny Hathaway,
The Velvet Underground,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Eli Mardock,
China Crisis,
Talk Talk,
Tomorrow,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Stockholm Monsters,
Y Pants,
The Blackbyrds,
Pulsallama,
Archie Shepp,
MC5,
Derrick Morgan,
Robert Görl,
The Monks,
Connie Case,
Jandek,
Agitation Free,
Traffic Nightmare,
Aloha Tigers,
June of 44,
The Mighty Diamonds,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Fela Kuti,
Boz Scaggs,
Masters at Work,
The Skatalites,
Charles Mingus,
Brick,
Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal.
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.