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 Haiti and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Nick Fraelich to the rap 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 a-ha. All the underground hits.
All Altered Images tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every David Bowie 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kaleidoscope record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lakeside,
Kayak,
The Zeros,
Wally Richardson,
Severed Heads,
Cluster,
Shoche,
The Residents,
Neu!,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Massinfluence,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Mars,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Walker Brothers,
Alton Ellis,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Girls At Our Best!,
Slave,
Jeff Mills,
Cymande,
The Remains,
Magma,
Con Funk Shun,
Lalann,
X-102,
Peter & Gordon,
Depeche Mode,
Marvin Gaye,
Sparks,
Masters at Work,
Jandek,
Arab on Radar,
Technova,
Aural Exciters,
La Düsseldorf,
Moebius,
Thompson Twins,
Bootsy Collins,
E-Dancer,
Motorama,
The American Breed,
T. Rex,
The Red Krayola,
The Fugs,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Ludus,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Chrome,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Infiniti,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Q and Not U,
Mantronix,
Crime,
China Crisis,
The Dirtbombs,
Skriet,
David Axelrod,
Nas,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Frankie Knuckles,
Slick Rick,
Whodini,
The Vogues, The Vogues, The Vogues, The Vogues.
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.