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 Canada and from Cairo.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Toronto.
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 synthesizer 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 Japan to the punk 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 Sun Ra Arkestra. All the underground hits.
All Red Lorry Yellow Lorry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Matthew Bourne record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Shuggie Otis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Residents,
David McCallum,
Alphaville,
The Knickerbockers,
The Fortunes,
Pharoah Sanders,
Jacques Brel,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Soft Cell,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Sight & Sound,
Shoche,
Rosa Yemen,
John Foxx,
The Monks,
Spoonie Gee,
The Evens,
Babytalk,
Ossler,
Judy Mowatt,
Roxette,
Jandek,
Thee Headcoats,
Ornette Coleman,
Clear Light,
The Red Krayola,
Motorama,
Crooked Eye,
Sonic Youth,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Curtis Mayfield,
Niagra,
ABBA,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Animal Collective,
CMW,
Rakim,
Donny Hathaway,
The Blues Magoos,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Deakin,
Lyres,
Sun City Girls,
Depeche Mode,
Rapeman,
Mary Jane Girls,
Shuggie Otis,
Lakeside,
Buzzcocks,
The Sound,
The Cramps,
X-Ray Spex,
Joy Division,
Joyce Sims,
Funkadelic,
Aloha Tigers,
Crash Course in Science,
Anakelly, Anakelly, Anakelly, Anakelly.
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.