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 Senegal and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Brothers Johnson to the disco kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Surgeon. All the underground hits.
All Yaz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tears for Fears record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 synthesizer and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Shoche record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Don Cherry,
Faust,
Monolake,
Television Personalities,
LL Cool J,
The Shadows of Knight,
Marine Girls,
Wasted Youth,
Mr. Review,
Kerri Chandler,
Subhumans,
Crime,
Ornette Coleman,
Barbara Tucker,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Whodini,
Marc Almond,
Kas Product,
The Offenders,
The Slits,
Fear,
Shuggie Otis,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Standells,
Piero Umiliani,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Sixth Finger,
Animal Collective,
Soulsonic Force,
Pantytec,
Lee Hazlewood,
Colin Newman,
Graham Central Station,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Blackbyrds,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Moody Blues,
Fatback Band,
Bluetip,
Roxette,
Barclay James Harvest,
Bobby Byrd,
Swell Maps,
Kaleidoscope,
Little Man,
The Cure,
Scrapy,
The Electric Prunes,
Kurtis Blow,
Black Flag,
China Crisis,
Idris Muhammad,
The Pretty Things,
Country Teasers,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Todd Rundgren,
Depeche Mode,
R.M.O.,
The Searchers,
Desert Stars,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Sight & Sound,
Byron Stingily, Byron Stingily, Byron Stingily, Byron Stingily.
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.