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 Lesotho and from Delhi.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
I was working on the güiro 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 Rufus Thomas to the funk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Reagan Youth. All the underground hits.
All Maleditus Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Black Flag record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roger Hodgson,
Rites of Spring,
FM Einheit,
Sister Nancy,
Terry Callier,
X-102,
Toni Rubio,
Camberwell Now,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Rotary Connection,
Graham Central Station,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Desert Stars,
The Real Kids,
Piero Umiliani,
Hot Snakes,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Godley & Creme,
Scion,
The Victims,
Minny Pops,
The Durutti Column,
Clear Light,
The Neon Judgement,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Rufus Thomas,
Mad Mike,
10cc,
Parry Music,
The Grass Roots,
Donny Hathaway,
Ronan,
Monolake,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Reagan Youth,
Brand Nubian,
Metal Thangz,
Yusef Lateef,
Lyres,
Bob Dylan,
Television Personalities,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Reuben Wilson,
Eurythmics,
OOIOO,
Guru Guru,
kango's stein massive,
Hasil Adkins,
Crooked Eye,
Fela Kuti,
Byron Stingily,
The Fugs,
Goldenarms,
Joensuu 1685,
the Bar-Kays,
Mars,
Newcleus,
Bang On A Can,
The Smiths,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Silicon Teens, Silicon Teens, Silicon Teens, Silicon Teens.
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.