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 Congo and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the güiro 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 Moebius to the crunk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Gabor Szabo. All the underground hits.
All Gang Gang Dance tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Darondo 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Black Dice record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Country Teasers,
Erasure,
Ralphi Rosario,
the Sonics,
Kayak,
Derrick Morgan,
Peter and Kerry,
Iggy Pop,
Panda Bear,
Royal Trux,
Charles Mingus,
Pharoah Sanders,
Lucky Dragons,
The Fire Engines,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Faust,
Kerri Chandler,
The Skatalites,
Saccharine Trust,
Eric Copeland,
MC5,
Zero Boys,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Lightning Bolt,
The Knickerbockers,
cv313,
Liliput,
The Slits,
Don Cherry,
Q65,
Yazoo,
Fatback Band,
The Slackers,
Sun Ra,
LL Cool J,
Soul II Soul,
Ronan,
Hasil Adkins,
Rakim,
Blake Baxter,
Agitation Free,
Bill Near,
The Standells,
The Electric Prunes,
Rufus Thomas,
JFA,
The Techniques,
Yusef Lateef,
Pantytec,
Maleditus Sound,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Golliwogs,
Deadbeat,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Bootsy Collins,
Jandek,
Camouflage,
Monks,
Banda Bassotti,
Average White Band,
Patti Smith,
The Neon Judgement, The Neon Judgement, The Neon Judgement, The Neon Judgement.
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.