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 Estonia 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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Amon Düül to the jazz kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 The Vogues. All the underground hits.
All Tears for Fears tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Infiniti 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Slackers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Grass Roots,
Swell Maps,
The Dave Clark Five,
Juan Atkins,
Soul Sonic Force,
Barbara Tucker,
Von Mondo,
Marine Girls,
Outsiders,
UT,
Robert Görl,
Funkadelic,
Kerri Chandler,
Lightning Bolt,
Pulsallama,
Andrew Hill,
Khruangbin,
OOIOO,
Soulsonic Force,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Bronski Beat,
The Shadows of Knight,
Negative Approach,
Eden Ahbez,
AZ,
Loose Ends,
Ice-T,
Vladislav Delay,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Popol Vuh,
Sam Rivers,
Mandrill,
Ten City,
Suburban Knight,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Minnie Riperton,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Lebanon Hanover,
Magazine,
Radiohead,
Yellowson,
the Normal,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Eve St. Jones,
Carl Craig,
Gang Green,
Brothers Johnson,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Ornette Coleman,
Scion,
The Vogues,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Icehouse,
Rosa Yemen,
The Names,
Ultra Naté,
FM Einheit,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Faraquet,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Infiniti, Infiniti, Infiniti, Infiniti.
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.