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 Gambia 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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 Tom Verlaine 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 Donny Hathaway to the grime kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Whodini. All the underground hits.
All Rekid tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Quando Quango record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Metal Thangz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Inner City,
Gong,
Panda Bear,
The Durutti Column,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Kinks,
Rotary Connection,
Alphaville,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Minny Pops,
Skaos,
Spoonie Gee,
Visage,
Zapp,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Young Rascals,
The Standells,
Ultravox,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Rekid,
Banda Bassotti,
Pere Ubu,
David Axelrod,
Crispian St. Peters,
Absolute Body Control,
The Blackbyrds,
Eric Dolphy,
The Index,
The Toasters,
The Sound,
Country Teasers,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Cosmic Jokers,
kango's stein massive,
Aswad,
The Dead C,
Kurtis Blow,
Oneida,
Robert Wyatt,
Procol Harum,
Wings,
Deepchord,
Amon Düül II,
Jawbox,
Youth Brigade,
48th St. Collective,
New York Dolls,
Roy Ayers,
Pylon,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Nation of Ulysses,
Black Bananas,
Clear Light,
Monolake,
Stockholm Monsters,
Los Fastidios,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
E-Dancer,
The Searchers,
The Five Americans,
June of 44,
Cal Tjader,
Kerrie Biddell,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic.
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.