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 Slovakia and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Tomorrow to the funk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Kerri Chandler. All the underground hits.
All Oneida tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jandek record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Shoche record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Moebius,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Ronnie Foster,
Bauhaus,
Porter Ricks,
The Cowsills,
The Detroit Cobras,
Model 500,
Darondo,
Adolescents,
Crash Course in Science,
the Bar-Kays,
Brand Nubian,
Hasil Adkins,
The Five Americans,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Tubeway Army,
Man Parrish,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
L. Decosne,
Khruangbin,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Gories,
Cybotron,
The Grass Roots,
DNA,
Young Marble Giants,
Accadde A,
The Raincoats,
Blossom Toes,
Sun City Girls,
Gil Scott Heron,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
DJ Style,
Pylon,
Johnny Osbourne,
Radio Birdman,
Drive Like Jehu,
Agitation Free,
Groovy Waters,
Eyeless In Gaza,
cv313,
Todd Terry,
Alphaville,
Los Fastidios,
Alton Ellis,
Max Romeo,
The Last Poets,
Jimmy McGriff,
LL Cool J,
Fear,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Lower 48,
Wally Richardson,
The Alarm Clocks,
Suburban Knight,
Make Up,
Brass Construction,
Jeff Mills,
The Fuzztones,
Outsiders,
Ultravox, Ultravox, Ultravox, Ultravox.
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.