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 Estonia and from Madrid.
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 1961 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the snare 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 Surgeon to the jazz 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 Avey Tare. All the underground hits.
All The Golliwogs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Loose Ends record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 rhodes and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a EPMD record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Chris Corsano,
Model 500,
Slave,
Make Up,
The Dirtbombs,
Danielle Patucci,
R.M.O.,
Nick Fraelich,
The Blackbyrds,
Crispian St. Peters,
Roxette,
Popol Vuh,
Nirvana,
Rufus Thomas,
Altered Images,
Icehouse,
Los Fastidios,
The Pop Group,
Kaleidoscope,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
X-102,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Barclay James Harvest,
Surgeon,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Siglo XX,
Gil Scott Heron,
Swell Maps,
Kayak,
Minny Pops,
Electric Prunes,
Joe Finger,
Soft Machine,
Toni Rubio,
Second Layer,
Harry Pussy,
MC5,
Alphaville,
Albert Ayler,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Yusef Lateef,
Marvin Gaye,
Lower 48,
Parry Music,
Little Man,
Vainqueur,
James White and The Blacks,
The Tremeloes,
Yazoo,
Outsiders,
Q and Not U,
Saccharine Trust,
The Litter,
Ash Ra Tempel,
48th St. Collective,
Stockholm Monsters,
Crash Course in Science,
The Fortunes,
Radiopuhelimet,
Scan 7,
The Alarm Clocks,
Faust, Faust, Faust, Faust.
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.