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 Norway and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Hong Kong.
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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Oblivians to the rock 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 Flipper. All the underground hits.
All Josef K tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Essential Logic 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pere Ubu record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Move,
Yellowson,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Alphaville,
Suburban Knight,
Radiopuhelimet,
E-Dancer,
Brand Nubian,
Tim Buckley,
Ornette Coleman,
Grey Daturas,
Lightning Bolt,
The Gories,
LL Cool J,
Chrome,
David McCallum,
Lou Reed,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Deadbeat,
Lebanon Hanover,
Harmonia,
Soft Cell,
Pagans,
Soft Machine,
The Smoke,
Das Ding,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Stooges,
Monks,
The Techniques,
Peter and Kerry,
The Offenders,
Soul Sonic Force,
Thompson Twins,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Vogues,
Robert Görl,
AZ,
Lindisfarne,
Colin Newman,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Metal Thangz,
Yazoo,
Tom Boy,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Buckinghams,
A Certain Ratio,
The Cowsills,
Blossom Toes,
Crash Course in Science,
Niagra,
Television Personalities,
The Trojans,
Gabor Szabo,
Althea and Donna,
The Sound,
Scan 7,
John Coltrane,
Hoover,
Sun City Girls,
Ken Boothe,
Motorama, Motorama, Motorama, Motorama.
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.