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 Peru and from Portland.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the 808 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 Scrapy to the disco kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Mars. All the underground hits.
All Pantytec tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Massinfluence record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bad Manners record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ken Boothe,
The Techniques,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Blackbyrds,
Leonard Cohen,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
John Lydon,
The Pop Group,
Lyres,
Organ,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Saccharine Trust,
Groovy Waters,
Tears for Fears,
Magazine,
Rufus Thomas,
La Düsseldorf,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Hardrive,
Vladislav Delay,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Roger Hodgson,
E-Dancer,
Motorama,
Black Sheep,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Boredoms,
Magma,
One Last Wish,
Lindisfarne,
Lalo Schifrin,
Animal Collective,
Mr. Review,
Massinfluence,
Sexual Harrassment,
Cymande,
the Fania All-Stars,
Nik Kershaw,
Crispy Ambulance,
Von Mondo,
Blake Baxter,
JFA,
Kevin Saunderson,
Heaven 17,
Crispian St. Peters,
Robert Hood,
Pantaleimon,
Clear Light,
A Certain Ratio,
Soulsonic Force,
Jacob Miller,
The Wake,
Icehouse,
James White and The Blacks,
Negative Approach,
Suicide,
Brothers Johnson,
Simply Red,
Sex Pistols,
Outsiders,
The Sonics, The Sonics, The Sonics, The Sonics.
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.