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 Colombia and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Evens to the grunge kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Happenings. All the underground hits.
All Pole tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rapeman 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fad Gadget record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Standells,
Animal Collective,
The Saints,
Little Man,
Unrelated Segments,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Zeros,
Traffic Nightmare,
Scrapy,
Fluxion,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Dave Gahan,
The J.B.'s,
Easy Going,
Echospace,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Sight & Sound,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Brothers Johnson,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Flamin' Groovies,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Happenings,
Tears for Fears,
Urselle,
Pussy Galore,
Ultravox,
The Kinks,
The Blues Magoos,
Symarip,
Rekid,
Oblivians,
T. Rex,
Hasil Adkins,
Robert Wyatt,
The Invisible,
Nik Kershaw,
Glenn Branca,
Pantaleimon,
Half Japanese,
Archie Shepp,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Angels of Light,
Ituana,
EPMD,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Tomorrow,
Sex Pistols,
Bootsy Collins,
48th St. Collective,
Kayak,
Make Up,
Derrick Morgan,
The Litter,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Yazoo,
The Neon Judgement,
Franke, Franke, Franke, Franke.
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.