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 Azerbaijan and from Columbus.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 rap kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic. All the underground hits.
All Nick Fraelich tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Janne Schatter record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 an organ and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sly & The Family Stone record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Terrestrial Tones,
Clear Light,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Last Poets,
KRS-One,
CMW,
Fat Boys,
Barclay James Harvest,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Martian,
Warren Ellis,
Amon Düül II,
Erykah Badu,
X-102,
Alton Ellis,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Alphaville,
Arab on Radar,
Tom Boy,
Absolute Body Control,
Jerry's Kids,
Byron Stingily,
Soft Machine,
Siglo XX,
DJ Style,
Skriet,
Aswad,
The Birthday Party,
Scott Walker,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Maleditus Sound,
Sandy B,
Vainqueur,
Sound Behaviour,
The Durutti Column,
The Dave Clark Five,
Anthony Braxton,
Barrington Levy,
JFA,
The Techniques,
Tomorrow,
The Litter,
Quantec,
Sex Pistols,
Traffic Nightmare,
Skarface,
the Association,
Rakim,
The United States of America,
Sam Rivers,
Fad Gadget,
The Count Five,
The Stooges,
the Fania All-Stars,
Altered Images,
Public Image Ltd.,
48th St. Collective,
Robert Hood,
The Golliwogs, The Golliwogs, The Golliwogs, The Golliwogs.
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.