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 Nauru and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Manchester.
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 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 Fad Gadget to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 China Crisis. All the underground hits.
All Godley & Creme tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ponytail record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
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 The Vogues record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tom Boy,
Boredoms,
Alphaville,
Joensuu 1685,
Gang of Four,
Freddie Wadling,
Accadde A,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Vladislav Delay,
Joe Finger,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
EPMD,
E-Dancer,
Magazine,
Hoover,
Lalann,
Ultra Naté,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Underground Resistance,
Roy Ayers,
8 Eyed Spy,
Gabor Szabo,
Lalo Schifrin,
Ken Boothe,
D'Angelo,
Kerri Chandler,
Depeche Mode,
Rites of Spring,
Cheater Slicks,
Junior Murvin,
Crispian St. Peters,
Cameo,
Mission of Burma,
ABBA,
Pierre Henry,
David Axelrod,
Leonard Cohen,
Bizarre Inc.,
Aswad,
The Happenings,
Harpers Bizarre,
In Retrospect,
Brothers Johnson,
Johnny Clarke,
Mantronix,
Mars,
Sonic Youth,
Man Eating Sloth,
Pharoah Sanders,
Gong,
The Slits,
Oblivians,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Flesh Eaters,
Television,
Derrick May,
World's Most,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Skatalites,
Motorama,
Black Sheep, Black Sheep, Black Sheep, Black Sheep.
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.