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 Portugal and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 K-Klass to the disco kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Guru Guru. All the underground hits.
All The Evens tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dawn Penn 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Michelle Simonal record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sarah Menescal,
This Heat,
Harmonia,
Soft Cell,
Bob Dylan,
Althea and Donna,
The Last Poets,
In Retrospect,
Matthew Halsall,
Tomorrow,
Blake Baxter,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Gap Band,
Bang On A Can,
Agent Orange,
Absolute Body Control,
Fad Gadget,
The Divine Comedy,
Johnny Clarke,
Eric Dolphy,
DNA,
The Shadows of Knight,
Lebanon Hanover,
Maleditus Sound,
Newcleus,
Donny Hathaway,
The Fortunes,
Quadrant,
Black Flag,
AZ,
World's Most,
Stereo Dub,
The Star Department,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Lower 48,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Andrew Hill,
Wings,
LL Cool J,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Funkadelic,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Rod Modell,
Kas Product,
Mo-Dettes,
The Index,
Piero Umiliani,
U.S. Maple,
Grauzone,
Johnny Osbourne,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Monks,
The Mojo Men,
The Human League,
Black Bananas,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Remains,
Curtis Mayfield,
Rosa Yemen,
X-102, X-102, X-102, X-102.
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.