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 Turkey and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Camouflage to the rock kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Scion. All the underground hits.
All Laurel Aitken tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mandrill record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Can,
Wolf Eyes,
Derrick May,
The Last Poets,
Simply Red,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Brand Nubian,
Inner City,
Yazoo,
Peter and Kerry,
The Human League,
Soft Machine,
Animal Collective,
Black Moon,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Sight & Sound,
Howard Jones,
Qualms,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Kerri Chandler,
Robert Görl,
Darondo,
Reuben Wilson,
Lindisfarne,
The Gun Club,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Ralphi Rosario,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Dual Sessions,
Lakeside,
Shuggie Otis,
Section 25,
The Sonics,
Boogie Down Productions,
Hardrive,
Pet Shop Boys,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Aaron Thompson,
Gastr Del Sol,
Agent Orange,
Parry Music,
Marmalade,
Ice-T,
Fugazi,
The Smoke,
Jandek,
The Black Dice,
The Skatalites,
Franke,
Vladislav Delay,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Lou Reed,
Visage,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Rekid,
Drive Like Jehu,
the Fania All-Stars,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
E-Dancer,
Kerrie Biddell,
Liliput,
Chrome, Chrome, Chrome, Chrome.
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.