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 Singapore and from Lille.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Stetsasonic to the dance 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 Boredoms. All the underground hits.
All Lindisfarne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lafayette Afro Rock Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 sitar and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pagans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sight & Sound,
Peter & Gordon,
Fluxion,
Public Enemy,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Theoretical Girls,
Bush Tetras,
The Happenings,
Los Fastidios,
Whodini,
The Count Five,
The Black Dice,
The Cowsills,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Japan,
Ten City,
Popol Vuh,
Sonny Sharrock,
Sonic Youth,
Dual Sessions,
Ice-T,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Walker Brothers,
Minnie Riperton,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Panda Bear,
James White and The Blacks,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Warren Ellis,
Masters at Work,
The Sonics,
Fugazi,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Marcia Griffiths,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Basic Channel,
The Techniques,
Marine Girls,
Eli Mardock,
Infiniti,
Massinfluence,
Parry Music,
Dead Boys,
Gang Starr,
Adolescents,
the Bar-Kays,
Sarah Menescal,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Siglo XX,
Tim Buckley,
Barbara Tucker,
Connie Case,
Pole,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Animal Collective,
Heaven 17,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Shoche,
Derrick May,
Gastr Del Sol,
Steve Hackett,
Man Parrish, Man Parrish, Man Parrish, Man Parrish.
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.