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 Bologna.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 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 Kool Moe Dee to the crunk 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 Brass Construction. All the underground hits.
All Deadbeat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wally Richardson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Dave Clark Five record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Warren Ellis,
Harry Pussy,
Joey Negro,
Joensuu 1685,
Grey Daturas,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Toni Rubio,
Black Bananas,
Circle Jerks,
The Red Krayola,
Negative Approach,
Man Eating Sloth,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Shadows of Knight,
Scott Walker,
Bobby Byrd,
KRS-One,
Trumans Water,
Anakelly,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Radiopuhelimet,
Frankie Knuckles,
Monolake,
Guru Guru,
Iggy Pop,
Joe Smooth,
Lebanon Hanover,
Animal Collective,
The Cure,
The Count Five,
Faraquet,
Robert Görl,
Patti Smith,
Jesper Dahlback,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Todd Terry,
Lower 48,
Soft Cell,
MC5,
Eddi Front,
Hoover,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Amazonics,
Monks,
Slave,
Man Parrish,
Half Japanese,
Eden Ahbez,
Skriet,
Connie Case,
Barry Ungar,
Yazoo,
Radiohead,
Black Flag,
Schoolly D,
Ralphi Rosario,
Roger Hodgson,
Rapeman,
Gerry Rafferty,
Beasts of Bourbon,
One Last Wish, One Last Wish, One Last Wish, One Last Wish.
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.