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 Palau and from Seoul.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Scientists to the electroclash 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 Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band. All the underground hits.
All Q65 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mo-Dettes 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flamin' Groovies record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Fire Engines,
Japan,
Funkadelic,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Techniques,
David Axelrod,
Maleditus Sound,
Harmonia,
Inner City,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
D'Angelo,
Bobby Sherman,
Marmalade,
Moebius,
Thee Headcoats,
Sun City Girls,
Suicide,
Eve St. Jones,
China Crisis,
Interpol,
The Durutti Column,
AZ,
The New Christs,
The Residents,
Pierre Henry,
Avey Tare,
Ralphi Rosario,
Roxette,
The Skatalites,
Gang Green,
Barrington Levy,
PIL,
The Monochrome Set,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Reagan Youth,
Aloha Tigers,
Don Cherry,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Quadrant,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Bauhaus,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Soulsonic Force,
Albert Ayler,
The Knickerbockers,
Marc Almond,
Clear Light,
Quando Quango,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Bluetip,
Visage,
John Cale,
John Coltrane,
Fat Boys,
Peter and Kerry,
Babytalk,
DJ Sneak,
Trumans Water,
Amazonics,
R.M.O., R.M.O., R.M.O., R.M.O..
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You don't know what you really want.
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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.