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 Palau and from Edmonton.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Ultimate Spinach to the grime kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Todd Rundgren. All the underground hits.
All AZ tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Popol Vuh record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 guitar and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Unrelated Segments record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Smog,
Brand Nubian,
The Fuzztones,
Bob Dylan,
The Neon Judgement,
Andrew Hill,
Scott Walker,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Crash Course in Science,
Kaleidoscope,
Glambeats Corp.,
New Order,
Arthur Verocai,
Avey Tare,
Section 25,
Bluetip,
Joey Negro,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
David Axelrod,
Chris Corsano,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Bad Manners,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Black Sheep,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
the Slits,
This Heat,
Slave,
Franke,
Sun City Girls,
Yellowson,
Davy DMX,
FM Einheit,
Suburban Knight,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Pylon,
Royal Trux,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Essential Logic,
Bush Tetras,
F. McDonald,
Dorothy Ashby,
Peter and Kerry,
Robert Hood,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Ken Boothe,
Black Bananas,
Lalann,
Ice-T,
Anakelly,
The American Breed,
Newcleus,
Bang On A Can,
James White and The Blacks,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Judy Mowatt,
Rakim,
Lyres,
the Human League,
Mr. Review,
Tears for Fears,
Pierre Henry,
The Monks,
Fifty Foot Hose, Fifty Foot Hose, Fifty Foot Hose, Fifty Foot Hose.
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.