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 Portugal and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Pole to the funk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Radiohead. All the underground hits.
All Q and Not U tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ludus 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Music Machine record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Essential Logic,
MC5,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Supertramp,
The Techniques,
Howard Jones,
Smog,
Black Pus,
Mantronix,
Surgeon,
Idris Muhammad,
Inner City,
Pharoah Sanders,
Television,
Moebius,
Reagan Youth,
Crime,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Lebanon Hanover,
Mandrill,
Marine Girls,
Toni Rubio,
T. Rex,
Connie Case,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Byron Stingily,
Shuggie Otis,
EPMD,
Flamin' Groovies,
Ponytail,
The Young Rascals,
Franke,
Whodini,
Arab on Radar,
Magma,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Gladiators,
Rhythm & Sound,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Buckinghams,
One Last Wish,
The Dead C,
Eden Ahbez,
Zapp,
Wasted Youth,
Glenn Branca,
Junior Murvin,
L. Decosne,
Roxy Music,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
the Sonics,
The Music Machine,
MDC,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Offenders,
DJ Sneak,
Dennis Brown,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Mark Hollis,
Bush Tetras,
Cecil Taylor, Cecil Taylor, Cecil Taylor, Cecil Taylor.
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.