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 Nigeria and from Woodstock.
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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 theremin 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 Brothers Johnson to the disco kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Al Stewart. All the underground hits.
All The Stooges tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Slave 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sarah Menescal record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lalann,
Danielle Patucci,
The Cramps,
Altered Images,
The Gap Band,
AZ,
kango's stein massive,
Nation of Ulysses,
10cc,
The Human League,
Connie Case,
Isaac Hayes,
Visage,
The Zeros,
Althea and Donna,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Fela Kuti,
Nils Olav,
JFA,
Black Flag,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Spoonie Gee,
Graham Central Station,
Animal Collective,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Con Funk Shun,
The Neon Judgement,
Yaz,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Gichy Dan,
Brand Nubian,
K-Klass,
The Gun Club,
Cabaret Voltaire,
the Sonics,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Sarah Menescal,
Amon Düül II,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Max Romeo,
Tom Boy,
Mary Jane Girls,
A Certain Ratio,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Loose Ends,
Nik Kershaw,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Marcia Griffiths,
Jimmy McGriff,
Khruangbin,
The Associates,
Popol Vuh,
Ituana,
Nico,
Cymande,
D'Angelo,
Cal Tjader,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Fuzztones,
Hoover,
The Tremeloes, The Tremeloes, The Tremeloes, The Tremeloes.
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.