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 Guinea and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 clarinet 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 Easy Going 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 Joy Division. All the underground hits.
All Spandau Ballet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Mighty Diamonds 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Skatalites record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bootsy Collins,
Massinfluence,
Audionom,
Mary Jane Girls,
Joy Division,
Erykah Badu,
Girls At Our Best!,
Gang Starr,
Royal Trux,
Vainqueur,
Brick,
Ituana,
Man Eating Sloth,
Liliput,
Y Pants,
Metal Thangz,
Das Ding,
Kerri Chandler,
Crime,
Yazoo,
The American Breed,
Kevin Saunderson,
Funky Four + One,
Soft Cell,
DNA,
Barbara Tucker,
Scientists,
The Gun Club,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Procol Harum,
The Shadows of Knight,
Agent Orange,
Junior Murvin,
Andrew Hill,
The Mojo Men,
Rosa Yemen,
The Divine Comedy,
Heaven 17,
Althea and Donna,
Idris Muhammad,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Tommy Roe,
Basic Channel,
Cameo,
Sun Ra,
The Flesh Eaters,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Tremeloes,
The Remains,
Joe Finger,
Quando Quango,
Tubeway Army,
The Red Krayola,
Q and Not U,
Drexciya,
Organ,
Little Man,
Soul Sonic Force,
Scratch Acid,
Stetsasonic,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
DJ Sneak, DJ Sneak, DJ Sneak, DJ Sneak.
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.