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 Italy and from Madrid.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 arpeggiator 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 Metal Thangz to the disco 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 Amon Düül II. All the underground hits.
All Justin Hinds & The Dominoes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deepchord record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 clarinet and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Procol Harum record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
OOIOO,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Country Teasers,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Black Dice,
Gong,
Tommy Roe,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Sound,
John Coltrane,
Zero Boys,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Ken Boothe,
Lou Christie,
The Skatalites,
Sun City Girls,
Vladislav Delay,
Brand Nubian,
The Litter,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Anakelly,
Altered Images,
Michelle Simonal,
Alison Limerick,
Godley & Creme,
The Young Rascals,
The Walker Brothers,
Ituana,
Patti Smith,
La Düsseldorf,
Grey Daturas,
Barbara Tucker,
Funkadelic,
Gang Starr,
Bizarre Inc.,
Hasil Adkins,
Parry Music,
Trumans Water,
Fela Kuti,
Blake Baxter,
Kaleidoscope,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Drexciya,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
World's Most,
Lucky Dragons,
Camberwell Now,
Peter and Kerry,
Erykah Badu,
Idris Muhammad,
Ornette Coleman,
The Red Krayola,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Index,
Gang of Four,
Jesper Dahlback,
Reuben Wilson,
Spoonie Gee, Spoonie Gee, Spoonie Gee, Spoonie Gee.
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.