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 Austria and from Bremen.
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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 Holger Czukay 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 Accadde A to the jazz 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 Lou Christie. All the underground hits.
All Symarip tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Audionom 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Arcadia record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scott Walker,
Scratch Acid,
a-ha,
Circle Jerks,
Michelle Simonal,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Derrick Morgan,
Matthew Bourne,
Blake Baxter,
Unrelated Segments,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Minutemen,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Joe Smooth,
Laurel Aitken,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Jandek,
The Music Machine,
Nas,
Bob Dylan,
The Red Krayola,
Easy Going,
Dorothy Ashby,
Jesper Dahlback,
Lou Reed,
Eli Mardock,
Fela Kuti,
John Holt,
Gang Green,
Flamin' Groovies,
Janne Schatter,
The Residents,
Spoonie Gee,
the Germs,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Amon Düül,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Boogie Down Productions,
Kurtis Blow,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Lou Christie,
Man Eating Sloth,
Juan Atkins,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Wally Richardson,
Ultra Naté,
Robert Hood,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
X-101,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Saints,
Negative Approach,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Dead C,
T.S.O.L.,
World's Most,
Drexciya,
Dual Sessions,
Sparks,
Arthur Verocai,
Patti Smith, Patti Smith, Patti Smith, Patti Smith.
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.