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 Singapore and from Shanghai.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Sugar Minott to the rap kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Ronan. All the underground hits.
All The Mighty Diamonds tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Zero Boys record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Electric Light Orchestra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Letta Mbulu,
Nick Fraelich,
Yaz,
Nik Kershaw,
Suburban Knight,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Sixth Finger,
The Saints,
Procol Harum,
The Evens,
Fat Boys,
UT,
Absolute Body Control,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Roxette,
Howard Jones,
Glenn Branca,
Schoolly D,
The Pop Group,
Rotary Connection,
Siglo XX,
Faraquet,
This Heat,
Fluxion,
Japan,
The Leaves,
Curtis Mayfield,
Pussy Galore,
Quantec,
Depeche Mode,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Mary Jane Girls,
Soul II Soul,
Camouflage,
Neu!,
Fatback Band,
Ralphi Rosario,
the Soft Cell,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Marshall Jefferson,
Soft Machine,
Crash Course in Science,
Lakeside,
Lalann,
Parry Music,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Zeros,
The Count Five,
Minnie Riperton,
The Dave Clark Five,
Jacques Brel,
Motorama,
The Knickerbockers,
Easy Going,
Gong,
Slave,
Sister Nancy,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Bizarre Inc.,
Ultravox,
Lightning Bolt,
Black Sheep,
Ash Ra Tempel, Ash Ra Tempel, Ash Ra Tempel, Ash Ra Tempel.
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.