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 Morocco and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 synthesizer 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 Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud to the electroclash kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Flash Fearless. All the underground hits.
All Radiohead tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Siglo XX record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 chamberlin and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Zero Boys record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Reagan Youth,
Heaven 17,
Television,
Can,
Stiv Bators,
Vainqueur,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Ronnie Foster,
Marvin Gaye,
Lee Hazlewood,
Kerri Chandler,
Aaron Thompson,
Easy Going,
Tubeway Army,
Mantronix,
The Walker Brothers,
Rhythm & Sound,
Thee Headcoats,
Leonard Cohen,
Whodini,
The Fire Engines,
Fluxion,
The Sonics,
Massinfluence,
Duran Duran,
Adolescents,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Slackers,
The United States of America,
LL Cool J,
DJ Sneak,
John Holt,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Technova,
It's A Beautiful Day,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Kayak,
Pulsallama,
Swans,
Jeff Mills,
Crispian St. Peters,
Wasted Youth,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Andrew Hill,
Funkadelic,
The Doobie Brothers,
Laurel Aitken,
The Cramps,
Los Fastidios,
Terrestrial Tones,
kango's stein massive,
The Angels of Light,
Crash Course in Science,
The Buckinghams, The Buckinghams, The Buckinghams, The Buckinghams.
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.