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 East Timor and from Madrid.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Sao Paulo.
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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Chris & Cosey to the rock kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Sun Ra. All the underground hits.
All DJ Sneak tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Groovy Waters record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 mellotron and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Terror Squad Feat. Camron record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Prince Buster,
Aloha Tigers,
Soulsonic Force,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Wolf Eyes,
Cheater Slicks,
Ossler,
Brothers Johnson,
Hashim,
The Monochrome Set,
X-102,
Lakeside,
The Stooges,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Aural Exciters,
Spoonie Gee,
Janne Schatter,
Ultravox,
Amazonics,
Pantaleimon,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Todd Rundgren,
Sarah Menescal,
Sandy B,
Electric Prunes,
Eddi Front,
Monks,
Clear Light,
the Germs,
Lungfish,
the Human League,
Model 500,
The Detroit Cobras,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Main Source,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Slackers,
The Skatalites,
The Gories,
Swell Maps,
Absolute Body Control,
Silicon Teens,
the Fania All-Stars,
Spandau Ballet,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Sun Ra,
Magazine,
Amon Düül II,
Lou Reed,
The Electric Prunes,
Toni Rubio,
The Sound,
Lyres,
Young Marble Giants,
The Evens,
Mad Mike,
Rotary Connection,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu.
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.