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 Georgia and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic 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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 rhodes 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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience to the jazz 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 Swell Maps. All the underground hits.
All Barrington Levy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every DNA 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bobby Sherman record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Crispian St. Peters,
Cluster,
Althea and Donna,
Lou Reed,
Quadrant,
Surgeon,
Boredoms,
Mark Hollis,
The Young Rascals,
Dual Sessions,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Eddi Front,
Scratch Acid,
Fear,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Toni Rubio,
Letta Mbulu,
Jawbox,
Dark Day,
The Toasters,
Magazine,
kango's stein massive,
Lalo Schifrin,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
F. McDonald,
Slick Rick,
Section 25,
Dennis Brown,
X-102,
The Move,
Eurythmics,
The Five Americans,
Prince Buster,
The Pop Group,
Deepchord,
Tropical Tobacco,
June Days,
Ossler,
Cal Tjader,
Subhumans,
Faraquet,
Kaleidoscope,
Animal Collective,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Zeros,
Jacob Miller,
Bad Manners,
Panda Bear,
The Slackers,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Monks,
Jacques Brel,
Nirvana,
The Gladiators,
Echospace,
Max Romeo,
Patti Smith,
Crispy Ambulance,
Sandy B,
the Fania All-Stars,
Mo-Dettes, Mo-Dettes, Mo-Dettes, Mo-Dettes.
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.