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 Costa Rica and from Mexico City.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Negative Approach to the rock 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 Crispy Ambulance. All the underground hits.
All Minnie Riperton tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Model 500 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lafayette Afro Rock Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eric Dolphy,
Jesper Dahlback,
Rapeman,
Derrick May,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Motions,
David Bowie,
The Fortunes,
Michelle Simonal,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Evens,
Massinfluence,
Visage,
The Kinks,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Quando Quango,
Vladislav Delay,
The Real Kids,
Quantec,
The Human League,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Procol Harum,
Fad Gadget,
L. Decosne,
The Doobie Brothers,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Fuzztones,
Buzzcocks,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Pretty Things,
Harmonia,
Popol Vuh,
Flipper,
Minny Pops,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
10cc,
Nirvana,
The Offenders,
Con Funk Shun,
The Raincoats,
Bizarre Inc.,
Tubeway Army,
Eli Mardock,
Shuggie Otis,
John Coltrane,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Moebius,
T. Rex,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Neon Judgement,
T.S.O.L.,
EPMD,
Public Image Ltd.,
Ultravox,
Colin Newman,
Kas Product,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
R.M.O.,
James White and The Blacks,
MDC,
Darondo, Darondo, Darondo, Darondo.
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.