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 Liechtenstein and from Woodstock.
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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 rhodes 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 Eddi Front to the punk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Bang on a Can All-Stars. All the underground hits.
All Ponytail tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Neon Judgement record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 marimba and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Neon Judgement record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Franke,
These Immortal Souls,
Scott Walker,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
A Certain Ratio,
Rosa Yemen,
ABBA,
Blossom Toes,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
PIL,
Qualms,
Aswad,
EPMD,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Carl Craig,
T.S.O.L.,
Con Funk Shun,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
James White and The Blacks,
Smog,
Yaz,
Chris & Cosey,
The Angels of Light,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Slave,
Moebius,
DJ Sneak,
Connie Case,
John Cale,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Soulsonic Force,
The Slackers,
X-102,
Crooked Eye,
Jeru the Damaja,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Banda Bassotti,
Harpers Bizarre,
Iggy Pop,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Ultra Naté,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
LL Cool J,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Grauzone,
Fluxion,
Bluetip,
Terry Callier,
Rapeman,
Barbara Tucker,
Basic Channel,
Marine Girls,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Pantytec,
Circle Jerks,
Kerri Chandler,
Shoche,
Newcleus, Newcleus, Newcleus, Newcleus.
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.