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 Nicaragua and from Mexico City.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 linndrum 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 Urselle to the grunge kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Be Bop Deluxe. All the underground hits.
All Public Enemy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gong record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rahsaan Roland Kirk record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Blake Baxter,
Althea and Donna,
Sister Nancy,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Quantec,
The Vogues,
Ken Boothe,
Man Eating Sloth,
This Heat,
Cymande,
Scan 7,
The Tremeloes,
MC5,
a-ha,
Mary Jane Girls,
Ice-T,
Warsaw,
Yazoo,
The Selecter,
cv313,
The Human League,
Lee Hazlewood,
Ornette Coleman,
Nik Kershaw,
Radiohead,
Jandek,
The Stooges,
Robert Wyatt,
Maleditus Sound,
Eli Mardock,
A Certain Ratio,
The Angels of Light,
Newcleus,
Youth Brigade,
Au Pairs,
Sex Pistols,
Faraquet,
10cc,
The Barracudas,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Davy DMX,
Surgeon,
the Germs,
The Music Machine,
Idris Muhammad,
Japan,
Black Moon,
The American Breed,
Wolf Eyes,
The Saints,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Five Americans,
Circle Jerks,
The Litter,
Suburban Knight,
Tom Boy,
Infiniti,
Sonny Sharrock,
MDC,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Dennis Brown, Dennis Brown, Dennis Brown, Dennis Brown.
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.