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 Turkey and from Mumbai.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the snare 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 Flamin' Groovies to the jazz 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 The Knickerbockers. All the underground hits.
All Marshall Jefferson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bill Wells record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gary Puckett & The Union Gap record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rhythm & Sound,
The Cramps,
Metal Thangz,
U.S. Maple,
Jacob Miller,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Saints,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Archie Shepp,
Whodini,
The Smoke,
Cluster,
Essential Logic,
Juan Atkins,
DNA,
Joensuu 1685,
Camberwell Now,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Joey Negro,
Minny Pops,
The Durutti Column,
Brass Construction,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Ituana,
Bobby Womack,
the Bar-Kays,
EPMD,
Drexciya,
David Axelrod,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Lebanon Hanover,
Audionom,
Supertramp,
Bill Wells,
Mo-Dettes,
Pierre Henry,
Siglo XX,
Robert Hood,
Sonny Sharrock,
Visage,
Joe Finger,
Accadde A,
The Slackers,
Sonic Youth,
Monolake,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Tres Demented,
Crash Course in Science,
The Fortunes,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Barry Ungar,
The Move,
Newcleus,
Agitation Free,
Fela Kuti,
Connie Case,
Eve St. Jones,
kango's stein massive,
Pussy Galore,
Lalann,
the Swans,
Toni Rubio, Toni Rubio, Toni Rubio, Toni Rubio.
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.