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 Lithuania and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 guitar 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 Bobbi Humphrey to the funk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Lindisfarne. All the underground hits.
All Talk Talk tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Subhumans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a CMW record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Model 500,
Peter & Gordon,
Hashim,
Sister Nancy,
Kerri Chandler,
Khruangbin,
New Age Steppers,
Can,
Davy DMX,
Thee Headcoats,
Rosa Yemen,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Kurtis Blow,
The Red Krayola,
Mark Hollis,
Flamin' Groovies,
Joy Division,
Sight & Sound,
Dead Boys,
Silicon Teens,
Kayak,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Soulsonic Force,
Dorothy Ashby,
Arcadia,
Radiohead,
Matthew Bourne,
Basic Channel,
The Gap Band,
Qualms,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Doobie Brothers,
cv313,
The Tremeloes,
Johnny Osbourne,
Todd Terry,
Skarface,
The Buckinghams,
Motorama,
Fatback Band,
Johnny Clarke,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Jerry's Kids,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Soft Cell,
The Motions,
Joe Finger,
Lalann,
Moebius,
Man Parrish,
Danielle Patucci,
Lyres,
The Trojans,
Kas Product,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Real Kids,
Rites of Spring,
the Swans,
Ornette Coleman,
Malaria!,
Glambeats Corp., Glambeats Corp., Glambeats Corp., Glambeats Corp..
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.