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 Brunei and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Lakeside to the grunge 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 Neil Young & Crazy Horse. All the underground hits.
All The Gories tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fifty Foot Hose record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Association,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Aloha Tigers,
Hoover,
Minutemen,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
a-ha,
Guru Guru,
Underground Resistance,
The Fortunes,
T.S.O.L.,
Nils Olav,
Pet Shop Boys,
Mandrill,
Danielle Patucci,
The Names,
Accadde A,
OOIOO,
Girls At Our Best!,
Pagans,
Man Parrish,
Yusef Lateef,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Divine Comedy,
Alice Coltrane,
Rakim,
Japan,
Desert Stars,
Adolescents,
Mission of Burma,
Robert Hood,
Blancmange,
Lalo Schifrin,
Nas,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Music Machine,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Jerry's Kids,
Arcadia,
Con Funk Shun,
Can,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Aswad,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Happenings,
Khruangbin,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
JFA,
John Coltrane,
Anthony Braxton,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Black Flag,
the Sonics,
Banda Bassotti,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Mummies,
Mo-Dettes,
Fela Kuti,
Erykah Badu,
The Doors,
Yellowson, Yellowson, Yellowson, Yellowson.
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.