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 Netherlands and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Sixth Finger to the disco kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Pussy Galore. All the underground hits.
All Lucky Dragons tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joey Negro record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 chamberlin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Grass Roots record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Country Joe & The Fish,
Nils Olav,
Rakim,
Aswad,
Thee Headcoats,
the Germs,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Smiths,
the Human League,
The Blues Magoos,
Moebius,
Spoonie Gee,
Lalo Schifrin,
Marine Girls,
Connie Case,
Pagans,
Anthony Braxton,
Lakeside,
Radiohead,
The Pretty Things,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Flipper,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Index,
Rekid,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Barclay James Harvest,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Residents,
The Sonics,
Scott Walker,
EPMD,
Lou Christie,
Public Image Ltd.,
DJ Sneak,
The Leaves,
The Pop Group,
Masters at Work,
Stiv Bators,
The Index,
F. McDonald,
The Skatalites,
David McCallum,
The Martian,
The Music Machine,
The Mojo Men,
Interpol,
This Heat,
Symarip,
Amon Düül,
Mo-Dettes,
Fat Boys,
The Sisters of Mercy,
the Swans,
Negative Approach,
Agitation Free,
The Shadows of Knight,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Eric B and Rakim,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Boz Scaggs,
Procol Harum,
Gang of Four, Gang of Four, Gang of Four, Gang of Four.
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.