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 Singapore and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Sun City Girls to the rap kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Jeff Lynne. All the underground hits.
All Panda Bear tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Mummies record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Germs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Los Fastidios,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Swans,
Moby Grape,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Adolescents,
Mission of Burma,
CMW,
Pierre Henry,
Television,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Moody Blues,
Audionom,
Lightning Bolt,
Rakim,
The Blues Magoos,
Juan Atkins,
Wolf Eyes,
Donny Hathaway,
The Residents,
Deepchord,
Terrestrial Tones,
Goldenarms,
Wire,
Dawn Penn,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Skriet,
Jandek,
Basic Channel,
Mo-Dettes,
Wally Richardson,
Bobby Womack,
Stereo Dub,
Model 500,
The Neon Judgement,
Talk Talk,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Arthur Verocai,
The Martian,
Con Funk Shun,
Sexual Harrassment,
Delta 5,
ABC,
Black Moon,
Animal Collective,
Cal Tjader,
Aural Exciters,
Letta Mbulu,
Mandrill,
Loose Ends,
Agent Orange,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Negative Approach,
Boogie Down Productions,
Angry Samoans,
The Beau Brummels,
the Sonics,
Barbara Tucker,
Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes.
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.