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 Vietnam and from Accra.
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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 The Birthday Party to the rock 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 Cameo. All the underground hits.
All Neu! tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Intrusion 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bootsy Collins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Traffic Nightmare,
Minor Threat,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Niagra,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Pussy Galore,
The Last Poets,
Dual Sessions,
Black Flag,
the Swans,
The Real Kids,
Agent Orange,
James White and The Blacks,
Little Man,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Chris & Cosey,
Royal Trux,
Nick Fraelich,
The Gun Club,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Johnny Clarke,
Gang Gang Dance,
Jesper Dahlback,
June Days,
Japan,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
D'Angelo,
Second Layer,
The Saints,
Vladislav Delay,
Lyres,
Ronnie Foster,
Piero Umiliani,
Boz Scaggs,
Robert Hood,
Pantaleimon,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Cluster,
Tres Demented,
Spandau Ballet,
Fat Boys,
Gang Green,
Gabor Szabo,
Isaac Hayes,
Schoolly D,
Zapp,
Crispian St. Peters,
Procol Harum,
Girls At Our Best!,
Ponytail,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Ossler,
Arcadia,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Slave,
Rhythm & Sound,
Charles Mingus, Charles Mingus, Charles Mingus, Charles Mingus.
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.