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 Zimbabwe and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Glambeats Corp. to the rock kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Delta 5. All the underground hits.
All Iggy Pop tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Isaac Hayes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 an arpeggiator and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aaron Thompson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Techniques,
Model 500,
Animal Collective,
Fluxion,
Soft Cell,
Ken Boothe,
X-102,
Joe Finger,
Nico,
Nick Fraelich,
Rufus Thomas,
Girls At Our Best!,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Brothers Johnson,
Eve St. Jones,
Cluster,
Throbbing Gristle,
Gerry Rafferty,
AZ,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
DJ Sneak,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Parry Music,
Todd Terry,
Joyce Sims,
Davy DMX,
Malaria!,
Minutemen,
Moby Grape,
The Music Machine,
The Dave Clark Five,
Ultimate Spinach,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Blake Baxter,
Tropical Tobacco,
Blossom Toes,
The Raincoats,
Niagra,
Dorothy Ashby,
Joe Smooth,
Reuben Wilson,
Soulsonic Force,
Sparks,
Delta 5,
JFA,
Radiohead,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Bizarre Inc.,
Judy Mowatt,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Grass Roots,
the Bar-Kays,
the Germs,
Leonard Cohen,
Little Man,
Bad Manners,
Josef K,
Magma,
Technova,
X-Ray Spex,
The Associates,
Fugazi,
The Red Krayola, The Red Krayola, The Red Krayola, The Red Krayola.
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.