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 China and from Johannesburg.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 linndrum 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 Zapp to the dance 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 Nick Fraelich. All the underground hits.
All Organ tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Al Stewart record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 theremin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mary Jane Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Andrew Hill,
Parry Music,
Pierre Henry,
Lee Hazlewood,
Joe Smooth,
The Young Rascals,
Negative Approach,
Carl Craig,
Susan Cadogan,
Hoover,
MC5,
World's Most,
Curtis Mayfield,
Marine Girls,
Jawbox,
Wings,
Boogie Down Productions,
KRS-One,
Section 25,
Ice-T,
Iggy Pop,
Man Eating Sloth,
Tears for Fears,
The Walker Brothers,
Talk Talk,
The Doors,
The Divine Comedy,
Big Daddy Kane,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Blackbyrds,
Echospace,
Symarip,
the Association,
Nik Kershaw,
Franke,
The Monks,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Dirtbombs,
Adolescents,
The Smiths,
Pantaleimon,
Ultra Naté,
Kaleidoscope,
JFA,
Kerri Chandler,
Infiniti,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Technova,
the Sonics,
The Red Krayola,
T.S.O.L.,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Agitation Free,
The Fugs,
Wasted Youth,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Soulsonic Force,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Throbbing Gristle,
Vladislav Delay,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
It's A Beautiful Day,
AZ,
The Standells, The Standells, The Standells, The Standells.
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.