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 Oman and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Electric Prunes to the grunge 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 Black Bananas. All the underground hits.
All Joey Negro tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Association 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Zero Boys record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
It's A Beautiful Day,
Mo-Dettes,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Anakelly,
Model 500,
Fela Kuti,
Black Flag,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Ice-T,
Amon Düül,
The Victims,
Gang Starr,
The Young Rascals,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Vogues,
Mark Hollis,
Los Fastidios,
John Holt,
Hashim,
Pulsallama,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Throbbing Gristle,
Trumans Water,
DJ Style,
Negative Approach,
The Saints,
The Motions,
New York Dolls,
Aaron Thompson,
Livin' Joy,
The Gories,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Skriet,
Fugazi,
The American Breed,
Banda Bassotti,
The Sonics,
The Wake,
The Barracudas,
Sällskapet,
New Age Steppers,
Groovy Waters,
Avey Tare,
Intrusion,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Sun City Girls,
Yusef Lateef,
Audionom,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Visage,
Kerri Chandler,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Mission of Burma,
Drive Like Jehu,
Tears for Fears,
Sun Ra,
Electric Prunes,
Babytalk,
Zapp,
David McCallum,
The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers.
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.