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 Azerbaijan and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 New York and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Visage to the disco kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Red Krayola. All the underground hits.
All DNA tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jacob Miller record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Sonics record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Nico,
Ultra Naté,
Boz Scaggs,
The Moody Blues,
Sam Rivers,
the Association,
Kas Product,
Television Personalities,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Beau Brummels,
Jacques Brel,
Mad Mike,
Faraquet,
Piero Umiliani,
World's Most,
Dual Sessions,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Maurizio,
Loose Ends,
Delta 5,
a-ha,
Cymande,
Gastr Del Sol,
Yazoo,
The Cure,
Boredoms,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Susan Cadogan,
Bronski Beat,
Hot Snakes,
Guru Guru,
Max Romeo,
Nik Kershaw,
Rod Modell,
Funky Four + One,
Subhumans,
The Alarm Clocks,
Kevin Saunderson,
Lalo Schifrin,
Mr. Review,
Franke,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Tres Demented,
The Modern Lovers,
Desert Stars,
Newcleus,
Stiv Bators,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Electric Prunes,
Camouflage,
Bootsy Collins,
Scion,
Lebanon Hanover,
Laurel Aitken,
MC5,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Depeche Mode,
Albert Ayler,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Slackers,
Amazonics,
The Residents, The Residents, The Residents, The Residents.
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.