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 Switzerland and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the oboe 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 The Smiths to the grunge 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 Ultra Naté. All the underground hits.
All Accadde A tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Sonics record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 güiro and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a David Axelrod record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
R.M.O.,
The Fugs,
In Retrospect,
The Sonics,
John Holt,
Peter & Gordon,
Moebius,
Flash Fearless,
The Index,
Shuggie Otis,
The Velvet Underground,
Tears for Fears,
Blancmange,
Tres Demented,
Chrome,
Silicon Teens,
The Sound,
The Cramps,
The Star Department,
Scientists,
Terrestrial Tones,
Liliput,
Drive Like Jehu,
Main Source,
Arab on Radar,
Scion,
Ten City,
Organ,
Gang of Four,
Monolake,
Bootsy Collins,
Marshall Jefferson,
Andrew Hill,
Ronnie Foster,
Hardrive,
The Gun Club,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
MC5,
Kevin Saunderson,
Big Daddy Kane,
Ohio Players,
Goldenarms,
Quando Quango,
Circle Jerks,
Sonic Youth,
Ituana,
K-Klass,
Warren Ellis,
Icehouse,
Fela Kuti,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Tremeloes,
Desert Stars,
Jerry's Kids,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
David McCallum,
Tropical Tobacco,
Gil Scott Heron,
Lyres,
Faust,
Zapp,
Morten Harket, Morten Harket, Morten Harket, Morten Harket.
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.