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 Kazakhstan and from Portland.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Scrapy to the disco kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 China Crisis. All the underground hits.
All Ralphi Rosario tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Tremeloes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Skatalites record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Hot Snakes,
Monks,
Yazoo,
Television Personalities,
Roy Ayers,
David Axelrod,
Sun Ra,
Grauzone,
Ultimate Spinach,
Cal Tjader,
Unrelated Segments,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Deepchord,
Alison Limerick,
Amon Düül,
Neil Young,
Crime,
The Raincoats,
The Misunderstood,
Marshall Jefferson,
Oneida,
Carl Craig,
Electric Prunes,
Agitation Free,
Barrington Levy,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Nirvana,
Pussy Galore,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Slick Rick,
Idris Muhammad,
Camberwell Now,
Eden Ahbez,
Boogie Down Productions,
Alton Ellis,
Agent Orange,
H. Thieme,
Isaac Hayes,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Kevin Saunderson,
Mission of Burma,
F. McDonald,
Silicon Teens,
Ralphi Rosario,
Quantec,
Ten City,
Magazine,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Girls At Our Best!,
Rakim,
The Pretty Things,
Cymande,
Peter and Kerry,
Average White Band,
Absolute Body Control,
Rod Modell,
Tim Buckley,
World's Most,
Scion,
Joensuu 1685,
Arab on Radar,
The Men They Couldn't Hang, The Men They Couldn't Hang, The Men They Couldn't Hang, The Men They Couldn't Hang.
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.