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 Qatar and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 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 Reagan Youth to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Ralphi Rosario. All the underground hits.
All Absolute Body Control tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Skriet 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Justin Hinds & The Dominoes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Idris Muhammad,
Carl Craig,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Faust,
R.M.O.,
The Evens,
World's Most,
The Moleskins,
Slave,
Skarface,
Second Layer,
Kayak,
Isaac Hayes,
Blossom Toes,
June of 44,
Shuggie Otis,
Moss Icon,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Doors,
Nas,
Pulsallama,
The Last Poets,
KRS-One,
Mary Jane Girls,
New Age Steppers,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Sonics,
AZ,
Dawn Penn,
Shoche,
the Bar-Kays,
Crash Course in Science,
Erykah Badu,
T.S.O.L.,
PIL,
Brand Nubian,
Liliput,
Lower 48,
Joy Division,
Rosa Yemen,
B.T. Express,
One Last Wish,
The Modern Lovers,
The Grass Roots,
The Smoke,
Marcia Griffiths,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Searchers,
In Retrospect,
Gong,
Inner City,
David Axelrod,
The Wake,
Wings,
Ultra Naté,
Sun Ra,
The Pretty Things,
Tom Boy,
Tommy Roe,
Arcadia,
Bill Near,
Cybotron, Cybotron, Cybotron, Cybotron.
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.