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 Zambia and from Cairo.
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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 organ 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 Electric Light Orchestra to the punk 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 Ronnie Foster. All the underground hits.
All Thinking Fellers Union Local 282 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Barracudas record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kurtis Blow record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Germs,
Soulsonic Force,
Suicide,
Eric Dolphy,
The Velvet Underground,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Sparks,
Nico,
The Buckinghams,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Crooked Eye,
R.M.O.,
Andrew Hill,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Tommy Roe,
Bizarre Inc.,
Magma,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Modern Lovers,
The Gap Band,
Marmalade,
The Vogues,
Derrick May,
Funkadelic,
Toni Rubio,
The J.B.'s,
Skriet,
Quando Quango,
Joe Finger,
Black Sheep,
Laurel Aitken,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Bad Manners,
Arcadia,
Ken Boothe,
Fela Kuti,
The Searchers,
The Doobie Brothers,
MC5,
Rites of Spring,
Scan 7,
Danielle Patucci,
Ten City,
Popol Vuh,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Scott Walker,
The Associates,
Radio Birdman,
Bush Tetras,
Aaron Thompson,
Mr. Review,
Matthew Halsall,
Yellowson,
Big Daddy Kane,
Camberwell Now,
Roxette,
Soft Cell,
cv313,
Massinfluence,
Infiniti,
Erykah Badu, Erykah Badu, Erykah Badu, Erykah Badu.
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.