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 Angola and from Houston.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 mellotron 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 The Toasters to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Nico. All the underground hits.
All Joensuu 1685 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joensuu 1685 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Moody Blues record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sly & The Family Stone,
Interpol,
Patti Smith,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Sister Nancy,
Black Sheep,
Duran Duran,
Harpers Bizarre,
Aloha Tigers,
the Fania All-Stars,
Reuben Wilson,
Lightning Bolt,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Ice-T,
X-102,
Barrington Levy,
Cecil Taylor,
The Offenders,
Judy Mowatt,
Ken Boothe,
Ossler,
Johnny Clarke,
Aswad,
The Electric Prunes,
Sun Ra,
Black Flag,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Pantytec,
Skarface,
Unwound,
Goldenarms,
Simply Red,
The Divine Comedy,
Andrew Hill,
Heaven 17,
Janne Schatter,
Crispy Ambulance,
Leonard Cohen,
Vladislav Delay,
Blossom Toes,
Marmalade,
Little Man,
Gabor Szabo,
Depeche Mode,
U.S. Maple,
Dual Sessions,
Rhythm & Sound,
Masters at Work,
Spandau Ballet,
Darondo,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Model 500,
The Evens,
Alison Limerick,
Jacques Brel,
The Wake,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Bronski Beat,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish.
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.