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 Afghanistan and from Salvador.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 marimba 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 the Normal to the funk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 New Order. All the underground hits.
All Nirvana tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Glambeats Corp. 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
World's Most,
Franke,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
the Normal,
Dennis Brown,
Niagra,
The Moody Blues,
Oneida,
Youth Brigade,
Leonard Cohen,
Intrusion,
Young Marble Giants,
Supertramp,
Alphaville,
The Moleskins,
The Selecter,
Ronnie Foster,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Bad Manners,
Marcia Griffiths,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Anakelly,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Subhumans,
Japan,
Peter and Kerry,
Theoretical Girls,
Skaos,
JFA,
Suburban Knight,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Kurtis Blow,
the Sonics,
Fugazi,
Chris Corsano,
Aaron Thompson,
Television,
Idris Muhammad,
The Human League,
In Retrospect,
Kerri Chandler,
Eddi Front,
John Lydon,
K-Klass,
Flipper,
Dual Sessions,
Procol Harum,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Mad Mike,
Ultra Naté,
Slave,
Aswad,
Graham Central Station,
Soft Machine,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Eurythmics,
Index,
T. Rex,
Nik Kershaw,
Sparks,
Stereo Dub, Stereo Dub, Stereo Dub, Stereo Dub.
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.