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 Argentina and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 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 Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam to the rap 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 Tim Buckley. All the underground hits.
All The Monks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Al Stewart record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Radiohead 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?
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Dennis Brown,
Altered Images,
Rakim,
Drexciya,
Smog,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Angels of Light,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Skatalites,
The Knickerbockers,
Agitation Free,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
MC5,
Crash Course in Science,
The Sonics,
New Order,
Scratch Acid,
Cybotron,
Whodini,
Man Eating Sloth,
Sandy B,
Stetsasonic,
One Last Wish,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Jeru the Damaja,
Dead Boys,
Kurtis Blow,
Tim Buckley,
New York Dolls,
Guru Guru,
Warsaw,
H. Thieme,
Panda Bear,
The Electric Prunes,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Fatback Band,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Real Kids,
Lebanon Hanover,
Kenny Larkin,
Thee Headcoats,
La Düsseldorf,
Fat Boys,
UT,
Motorama,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Visage,
The Techniques,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Ultravox,
Jeff Mills,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Rotary Connection,
Severed Heads,
Ten City,
Jimmy McGriff,
Kayak,
Leonard Cohen,
Lou Christie,
Lalo Schifrin,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Robert Görl, Robert Görl, Robert Görl, Robert Görl.
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.