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 Austria and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 snare 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 Duran Duran to the rock 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 Erykah Badu. All the underground hits.
All The Leaves tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Flipper 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flamin' Groovies record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sun City Girls,
Graham Central Station,
L. Decosne,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Fad Gadget,
Faust,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Yusef Lateef,
Main Source,
Sällskapet,
Freddie Wadling,
Japan,
Drexciya,
Eden Ahbez,
Liliput,
Franke,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Aaron Thompson,
The Selecter,
Barry Ungar,
The Blues Magoos,
The United States of America,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Jacob Miller,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Accadde A,
Funky Four + One,
Bootsy Collins,
Negative Approach,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Stooges,
Lou Reed,
Fela Kuti,
Susan Cadogan,
New Order,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
FM Einheit,
Blake Baxter,
La Düsseldorf,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Shadows of Knight,
John Holt,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Pylon,
The Kinks,
Drive Like Jehu,
Basic Channel,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Rakim,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
David Bowie,
Lalo Schifrin,
Vladislav Delay,
ABBA,
The Searchers,
Audionom,
Pagans,
The Offenders,
Jandek,
Eve St. Jones,
The Gun Club, The Gun Club, The Gun Club, The Gun Club.
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.