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 Taiwan and from Manchester.
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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Public Image Ltd. to the funk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 The J.B.'s. All the underground hits.
All The Offenders tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Saints record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ronnie Foster record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cybotron,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Don Cherry,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Tropical Tobacco,
Girls At Our Best!,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Bob Dylan,
the Association,
Saccharine Trust,
Organ,
The Fall,
Gong,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Loose Ends,
The Tremeloes,
Siglo XX,
Warsaw,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Fuzztones,
Graham Central Station,
Surgeon,
Isaac Hayes,
Whodini,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Jeff Mills,
The Skatalites,
The Electric Prunes,
Godley & Creme,
Kas Product,
Ronan,
Wasted Youth,
Lou Reed,
OOIOO,
Jacques Brel,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Trojans,
Gregory Isaacs,
Nik Kershaw,
Bush Tetras,
Joe Finger,
Inner City,
Scrapy,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Mr. Review,
The Gladiators,
Buzzcocks,
The Cure,
Cluster,
The Shadows of Knight,
Monolake,
Country Teasers,
Unwound,
Albert Ayler,
The Mummies,
Scan 7,
The Residents,
The Techniques,
Ice-T,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Model 500, Model 500, Model 500, Model 500.
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.