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 Somalia and from Cairo.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the 808 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 The Fuzztones to the disco kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Maurizio. All the underground hits.
All The Tremeloes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Crooked Eye 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a De La Soul & Jungle Brothers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Boredoms,
Todd Terry,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Gerry Rafferty,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Moss Icon,
Sugar Minott,
the Soft Cell,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Clear Light,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Slave,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Joy Division,
Aaron Thompson,
Quantec,
The Monochrome Set,
D'Angelo,
Heaven 17,
Jawbox,
Lou Christie,
Make Up,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Joyce Sims,
Royal Trux,
Avey Tare,
Yusef Lateef,
Pharoah Sanders,
Pylon,
Gang Gang Dance,
Rapeman,
Bobby Womack,
Kayak,
Nico,
Eli Mardock,
Roger Hodgson,
Neu!,
Pierre Henry,
The Durutti Column,
Bad Manners,
The Doobie Brothers,
Ken Boothe,
Trumans Water,
Lindisfarne,
Anakelly,
The Evens,
The Divine Comedy,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Unwound,
the Swans,
The Human League,
Johnny Clarke,
Wally Richardson,
The Monks,
Leonard Cohen,
Skarface,
Bobby Sherman,
Tropical Tobacco,
Pet Shop Boys,
Blake Baxter,
The Shadows of Knight,
Deakin,
Oblivians,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic.
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.