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 United States and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience to the rap 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 June of 44. All the underground hits.
All Patti Smith tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Gun Club record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Neu! record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum 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,
The Count Five,
Aaron Thompson,
Bauhaus,
Marmalade,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Divine Comedy,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Marc Almond,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Funkadelic,
Dark Day,
Cluster,
The Electric Prunes,
Little Man,
DJ Style,
Flamin' Groovies,
The American Breed,
Suburban Knight,
Hot Snakes,
Brick,
Jandek,
Cameo,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Music Machine,
The Wake,
Curtis Mayfield,
Gang of Four,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Boredoms,
Gong,
Infiniti,
Peter & Gordon,
The Moody Blues,
Hashim,
Colin Newman,
The Golliwogs,
Sight & Sound,
Alison Limerick,
Grey Daturas,
Newcleus,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Moleskins,
Animal Collective,
Black Moon,
Moby Grape,
Rosa Yemen,
Make Up,
EPMD,
Todd Terry,
Joe Smooth,
Max Romeo,
Brand Nubian,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Detroit Cobras,
China Crisis,
Yazoo,
Thee Headcoats,
Andrew Hill,
Sun City Girls,
Heaven 17,
Minny Pops,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel.
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.