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 Finland and from New York.
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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Flipper to the punk 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 Absolute Body Control. All the underground hits.
All Porter Ricks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kerri Chandler 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lee Hazlewood record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Zero Boys,
Alton Ellis,
Gastr Del Sol,
ABBA,
PIL,
Kevin Saunderson,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Blancmange,
Mission of Burma,
Jesper Dahlback,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Isaac Hayes,
the Germs,
the Bar-Kays,
Von Mondo,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Traffic Nightmare,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Wake,
Funkadelic,
Japan,
Skaos,
Sex Pistols,
Q65,
The Angels of Light,
Peter & Gordon,
The Detroit Cobras,
Sexual Harrassment,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Eddi Front,
Cameo,
Babytalk,
Glenn Branca,
Deadbeat,
Slick Rick,
E-Dancer,
Ice-T,
The Mojo Men,
Bootsy Collins,
The American Breed,
Gil Scott Heron,
Negative Approach,
Half Japanese,
The Slackers,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Minny Pops,
Johnny Clarke,
Black Flag,
Boredoms,
Kayak,
John Holt,
The Five Americans,
Tomorrow,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Toasters,
Lee Hazlewood,
Funky Four + One,
Grauzone, Grauzone, Grauzone, Grauzone.
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.