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 Vanuatu and from Bologna.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 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 The Grass Roots to the jazz 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 Yaz. All the underground hits.
All Lee Hazlewood tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lindisfarne 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Barbara Tucker record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Darondo,
48th St. Collective,
Pet Shop Boys,
R.M.O.,
Brand Nubian,
Donny Hathaway,
the Germs,
Jimmy McGriff,
Cameo,
Roger Hodgson,
Pierre Henry,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Shuggie Otis,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Brothers Johnson,
Freddie Wadling,
Gregory Isaacs,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Lou Reed,
Idris Muhammad,
Mission of Burma,
Au Pairs,
Cluster,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Aloha Tigers,
cv313,
Franke,
MDC,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Joensuu 1685,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Reuben Wilson,
Q65,
Henry Cow,
Lucky Dragons,
The Dead C,
The Misunderstood,
Matthew Halsall,
Soft Machine,
Harpers Bizarre,
Chris & Cosey,
The Index,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
OOIOO,
Rosa Yemen,
Byron Stingily,
Rapeman,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
U.S. Maple,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Leaves,
Sex Pistols,
Scrapy,
Charles Mingus,
John Foxx,
Bang On A Can,
Frankie Knuckles,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Young Marble Giants, Young Marble Giants, Young Marble Giants, Young Marble Giants.
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.