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 Argentina and from Lagos.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Bologna.
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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Dual Sessions to the rock kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Ponytail. All the underground hits.
All Michelle Simonal tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Stooges record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Young Rascals record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Japan,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Mark Hollis,
Agent Orange,
The Fugs,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Nick Fraelich,
Saccharine Trust,
Letta Mbulu,
Magma,
The Index,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Mad Mike,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Neil Young,
Amon Düül II,
Fatback Band,
Stiv Bators,
Soul Sonic Force,
Soul II Soul,
Half Japanese,
H. Thieme,
John Cale,
MDC,
The Saints,
Colin Newman,
Kayak,
Skaos,
Sugar Minott,
Animal Collective,
Aloha Tigers,
Loose Ends,
Graham Central Station,
Lyres,
Glenn Branca,
Gang Starr,
Tom Boy,
Section 25,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Doobie Brothers,
the Normal,
Laurel Aitken,
Metal Thangz,
Procol Harum,
EPMD,
Cecil Taylor,
Hashim,
The Seeds,
Anakelly,
Young Marble Giants,
Minny Pops,
Maurizio,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Modern Lovers,
Soft Cell,
Eve St. Jones,
Brass Construction,
Ken Boothe,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Ornette Coleman,
Darondo,
The Knickerbockers,
Suburban Knight, Suburban Knight, Suburban Knight, Suburban Knight.
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.