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 Madrid.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 linndrum 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 Kerrie Biddell 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 Trumans Water. All the underground hits.
All Traffic Nightmare tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Siglo XX 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marshall Jefferson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scientists,
New Order,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Roxette,
Chrome,
Das Ding,
Johnny Clarke,
Kaleidoscope,
Joey Negro,
Joe Smooth,
Masters at Work,
Tim Buckley,
The Vogues,
The Dirtbombs,
Index,
Hardrive,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Soulsonic Force,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Moody Blues,
Aswad,
Gerry Rafferty,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Index,
Public Image Ltd.,
Ralphi Rosario,
Dave Gahan,
Rotary Connection,
Stiv Bators,
John Cale,
Reagan Youth,
T. Rex,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Livin' Joy,
Colin Newman,
Television,
Carl Craig,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Blancmange,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Make Up,
The Happenings,
Metal Thangz,
Cal Tjader,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Lee Hazlewood,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
China Crisis,
Max Romeo,
The Mummies,
Blake Baxter,
The Five Americans,
Spandau Ballet,
the Normal,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Sister Nancy,
The Searchers,
Crooked Eye,
ABC,
Bobby Womack,
The Names, The Names, The Names, The Names.
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.