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 Iceland and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 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 Brand Nubian to the jazz 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 Deadbeat. All the underground hits.
All Marmalade tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every UT 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Birthday Party record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
David McCallum,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Yellowson,
Lungfish,
R.M.O.,
Tres Demented,
Hot Snakes,
Mission of Burma,
James White and The Blacks,
Babytalk,
The Mojo Men,
Eden Ahbez,
X-102,
Derrick May,
The Grass Roots,
Fatback Band,
Alison Limerick,
Sonic Youth,
the Sonics,
The Cramps,
Dorothy Ashby,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Fela Kuti,
Smog,
Whodini,
The Blackbyrds,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Moleskins,
Davy DMX,
K-Klass,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Dual Sessions,
ABBA,
Nas,
Juan Atkins,
Quadrant,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Minnie Riperton,
Alice Coltrane,
Slick Rick,
The Pretty Things,
Yusef Lateef,
The Kinks,
The Gun Club,
Don Cherry,
Eddi Front,
The Neon Judgement,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Excepter,
Jeff Mills,
Ronnie Foster,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Iggy Pop,
Bizarre Inc.,
Loose Ends,
U.S. Maple,
Kas Product,
Ohio Players, Ohio Players, Ohio Players, Ohio Players.
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.