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 Japan and from Edmonton.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Copenhagen.
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 808 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 Dual Sessions to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Amon Düül II. All the underground hits.
All Gregory Isaacs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Niagra 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Excepter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Amon Düül,
Hot Snakes,
Grey Daturas,
Rotary Connection,
Scientists,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Trumans Water,
Lalann,
KRS-One,
The Monochrome Set,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Last Poets,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Standells,
Average White Band,
Sun City Girls,
Derrick Morgan,
Sonny Sharrock,
Marc Almond,
Icehouse,
Avey Tare,
Letta Mbulu,
Rites of Spring,
Pantaleimon,
Gil Scott Heron,
Wolf Eyes,
Dead Boys,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Lou Christie,
Marvin Gaye,
Eli Mardock,
Patti Smith,
Pussy Galore,
The Residents,
Deepchord,
New Order,
Sound Behaviour,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Drexciya,
Agitation Free,
Don Cherry,
James White and The Blacks,
Sugar Minott,
Connie Case,
Tim Buckley,
Barrington Levy,
Radiopuhelimet,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Malaria!,
Sam Rivers,
Dual Sessions,
The Happenings,
Bad Manners,
Grauzone,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Camberwell Now,
Maurizio,
Robert Görl,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Birthday Party,
Thompson Twins, Thompson Twins, Thompson Twins, Thompson Twins.
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.