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 Peru and from Lagos.
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 1962 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Bremen.
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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Neil Young & Crazy Horse to the punk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 MC5. All the underground hits.
All Idris Muhammad tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Techniques 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ronan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Howard Jones,
Eve St. Jones,
Porter Ricks,
Brass Construction,
The Five Americans,
Intrusion,
Alice Coltrane,
CMW,
Faraquet,
Gang Green,
The Skatalites,
Pet Shop Boys,
Black Pus,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Cheater Slicks,
The Slackers,
Prince Buster,
Pantytec,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Saccharine Trust,
June of 44,
Ronan,
Newcleus,
Brothers Johnson,
The Fall,
Black Sheep,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Spoonie Gee,
Grandmaster Flash,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
DNA,
Soft Machine,
Black Bananas,
Quadrant,
Pierre Henry,
Colin Newman,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Tremeloes,
Kayak,
Godley & Creme,
KRS-One,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Litter,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Cowsills,
Fatback Band,
Stereo Dub,
The Divine Comedy,
X-Ray Spex,
Dark Day,
Todd Terry,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Sixth Finger,
Jesper Dahlback,
Joensuu 1685,
Cluster,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Bobby Sherman,
Gastr Del Sol, Gastr Del Sol, Gastr Del Sol, Gastr Del Sol.
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.