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 Belize and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 guitar 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 Gichy Dan to the funk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Sexual Harrassment. All the underground hits.
All World's Most tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kool Moe Dee record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Liliput record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Ossler,
Black Moon,
Tropical Tobacco,
Michelle Simonal,
The Sound,
Joe Smooth,
Lee Hazlewood,
Marc Almond,
Tomorrow,
Jimmy McGriff,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Pole,
The Wake,
Robert Wyatt,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Byron Stingily,
Yellowson,
Stetsasonic,
Excepter,
Crispian St. Peters,
Bush Tetras,
Fluxion,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Gang Starr,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Soft Cell,
Q65,
The Knickerbockers,
Guru Guru,
X-101,
Patti Smith,
Qualms,
Rufus Thomas,
Thompson Twins,
Agitation Free,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Fortunes,
Erykah Badu,
Yusef Lateef,
Flamin' Groovies,
Faust,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Mary Jane Girls,
Basic Channel,
Malaria!,
Dennis Brown,
Young Marble Giants,
OOIOO,
Black Pus,
Amon Düül,
Subhumans,
The Cowsills,
The Offenders,
Peter & Gordon,
Gastr Del Sol,
Jeru the Damaja,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Swans,
The Invisible,
Funkadelic, Funkadelic, Funkadelic, Funkadelic.
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.