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 United States and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Hashim to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Lizzy Mercier Descloux. All the underground hits.
All Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Crispian St. Peters record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Neil Young & Crazy Horse record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ken Boothe,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Shoche,
Brass Construction,
Marine Girls,
Ten City,
Cluster,
Pere Ubu,
Zapp,
Masters at Work,
The Martian,
New York Dolls,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Young Rascals,
Alice Coltrane,
The Real Kids,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Bobby Sherman,
Rufus Thomas,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Thompson Twins,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Bizarre Inc.,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Khruangbin,
the Sonics,
The Knickerbockers,
June of 44,
Rapeman,
Leonard Cohen,
Nico,
Gang Green,
Grauzone,
Tim Buckley,
Tres Demented,
Dawn Penn,
Swell Maps,
Y Pants,
Organ,
The Durutti Column,
The Five Americans,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Q and Not U,
Ronan,
Gabor Szabo,
Gregory Isaacs,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Maleditus Sound,
Oneida,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Kevin Saunderson,
Stereo Dub,
Boogie Down Productions,
Moby Grape,
Deepchord,
F. McDonald,
The Grass Roots,
The Velvet Underground,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Joy Division,
OOIOO,
The Cramps,
Nik Kershaw, Nik Kershaw, Nik Kershaw, Nik Kershaw.
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.