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 Maldives and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 Nile Rodgers 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 Rites of Spring to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Swans. All the underground hits.
All Joyce Sims tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Janne Schatter record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 güiro and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bootsy's Rubber Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Kayak,
Dual Sessions,
10cc,
Man Eating Sloth,
Gang Starr,
Pantytec,
FM Einheit,
Lungfish,
Lower 48,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Scratch Acid,
The Black Dice,
Kas Product,
Skriet,
Faraquet,
ABBA,
The Barracudas,
The Moody Blues,
Anakelly,
Fela Kuti,
Rhythm & Sound,
Radiohead,
Tim Buckley,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Althea and Donna,
Urselle,
The Knickerbockers,
Jeru the Damaja,
Mark Hollis,
The Smiths,
Public Image Ltd.,
the Normal,
The Pretty Things,
Faust,
The Motions,
World's Most,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Joey Negro,
The Velvet Underground,
The Sonics,
The Cure,
Alton Ellis,
Zero Boys,
Crispian St. Peters,
Erasure,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Roxette,
Bronski Beat,
Lou Reed,
The Flesh Eaters,
Nirvana,
The Monochrome Set,
Outsiders,
Motorama,
H. Thieme,
Moby Grape,
In Retrospect,
Scott Walker,
Skarface,
Quando Quango, Quando Quango, Quando Quango, Quando Quango.
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.