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 Sierra Leone and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Lungfish to the rock kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Kas Product. All the underground hits.
All The Dave Clark Five tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Skriet record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a T.S.O.L. record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Crime,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Cecil Taylor,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
World's Most,
Juan Atkins,
Danielle Patucci,
Lucky Dragons,
Marshall Jefferson,
Brass Construction,
Marvin Gaye,
John Cale,
Animal Collective,
The New Christs,
Marine Girls,
Slave,
The American Breed,
Ultimate Spinach,
Flipper,
Iggy Pop,
Neil Young,
AZ,
Wally Richardson,
Faust,
Lungfish,
Grauzone,
Gerry Rafferty,
La Düsseldorf,
Stereo Dub,
UT,
The Sonics,
The Dave Clark Five,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Dennis Brown,
8 Eyed Spy,
Roxette,
Brand Nubian,
Bauhaus,
Aaron Thompson,
Boogie Down Productions,
Scott Walker,
The Gories,
Newcleus,
The Fuzztones,
Ohio Players,
Jacques Brel,
a-ha,
Minny Pops,
Theoretical Girls,
Surgeon,
Organ,
The Young Rascals,
The Smiths,
The Neon Judgement,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Bootsy Collins,
Hoover,
Skriet,
Anakelly, Anakelly, Anakelly, Anakelly.
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.