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 Estonia and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 Von Mondo to the dance kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Sun Ra. All the underground hits.
All Joe Smooth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Moebius record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 sitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ornette Coleman record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DNA,
Accadde A,
Minny Pops,
Gang of Four,
Jimmy McGriff,
the Swans,
Lou Reed,
Grandmaster Flash,
Fear,
a-ha,
Harpers Bizarre,
Gang Green,
Echospace,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Velvet Underground,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Schoolly D,
Prince Buster,
Barbara Tucker,
Black Bananas,
Public Enemy,
Talk Talk,
Boredoms,
Skriet,
Bluetip,
The Black Dice,
Depeche Mode,
Tubeway Army,
Danielle Patucci,
The Moody Blues,
Scan 7,
Lightning Bolt,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Detroit Cobras,
Liliput,
T. Rex,
Sound Behaviour,
Sight & Sound,
Franke,
Pet Shop Boys,
Moby Grape,
Easy Going,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Bad Manners,
The Moleskins,
Cymande,
Animal Collective,
Matthew Halsall,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Monochrome Set,
Thee Headcoats,
Jerry's Kids,
Theoretical Girls,
Warsaw,
Smog,
Swans,
Roxette,
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.