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 Nepal and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 8 Eyed Spy 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 Ultramagnetic MC's. All the underground hits.
All Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every B.T. Express 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Royal Trux record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tim Buckley,
Sixth Finger,
Fad Gadget,
Unwound,
Panda Bear,
The United States of America,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Marmalade,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Henry Cow,
Peter & Gordon,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Pussy Galore,
Saccharine Trust,
Fugazi,
Lalo Schifrin,
Ohio Players,
Public Image Ltd.,
Pet Shop Boys,
Althea and Donna,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Roger Hodgson,
the Swans,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Lou Reed,
Roy Ayers,
Connie Case,
Laurel Aitken,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Ponytail,
Scientists,
Von Mondo,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
In Retrospect,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Letta Mbulu,
Boredoms,
Jeff Lynne,
MDC,
Derrick May,
Tropical Tobacco,
Masters at Work,
Flamin' Groovies,
L. Decosne,
James White and The Blacks,
Rosa Yemen,
Aswad,
Frankie Knuckles,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Inner City,
World's Most,
New Age Steppers,
Crispy Ambulance,
Sällskapet,
Vainqueur,
Chris & Cosey,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Parry Music,
The Blackbyrds,
H. Thieme,
The Cramps,
These Immortal Souls, These Immortal Souls, These Immortal Souls, These Immortal Souls.
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.