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 Mexico and from Shanghai.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 theremin 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 Parry Music to the rap kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 The Jesus and Mary Chain. All the underground hits.
All OOIOO tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scrapy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Audionom record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
John Coltrane,
Ultimate Spinach,
L. Decosne,
FM Einheit,
AZ,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Connie Case,
Jerry's Kids,
Technova,
Dorothy Ashby,
Unrelated Segments,
Sugar Minott,
Main Source,
Henry Cow,
Cheater Slicks,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Bad Manners,
Hot Snakes,
Flash Fearless,
Lakeside,
Scott Walker,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
JFA,
Aaron Thompson,
Lou Christie,
Cymande,
LL Cool J,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Monochrome Set,
Mr. Review,
Sixth Finger,
Can,
The Fire Engines,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Sister Nancy,
Youth Brigade,
The Cure,
The Moody Blues,
Archie Shepp,
Quadrant,
Rakim,
E-Dancer,
Glenn Branca,
Ituana,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Velvet Underground,
David Axelrod,
Lee Hazlewood,
Bootsy Collins,
Sound Behaviour,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Audionom,
Cameo,
Terry Callier,
Aloha Tigers,
Interpol,
Q and Not U,
Amon Düül II,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
New Age Steppers,
Davy DMX, Davy DMX, Davy DMX, Davy DMX.
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.