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 China and from Milan.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
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 John Coltrane to the disco kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Intrusion. All the underground hits.
All Hashim tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Dave Clark Five record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 chamberlin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kings Of Tomorrow record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lalo Schifrin,
Stiv Bators,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Lou Christie,
The Residents,
Rod Modell,
Inner City,
Goldenarms,
The Flesh Eaters,
Rakim,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Mary Jane Girls,
Essential Logic,
Thompson Twins,
Morten Harket,
Whodini,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Litter,
June Days,
Leonard Cohen,
Toni Rubio,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Birthday Party,
The Fortunes,
Sam Rivers,
Los Fastidios,
Minutemen,
Grey Daturas,
Panda Bear,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Tubeway Army,
Bobby Womack,
Marcia Griffiths,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
CMW,
The Standells,
Icehouse,
The Sonics,
Danielle Patucci,
Rapeman,
Lungfish,
Ralphi Rosario,
Fatback Band,
New York Dolls,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Magma,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Byron Stingily,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Henry Cow,
Glambeats Corp.,
Frankie Knuckles,
Gang Starr,
David Bowie,
Groovy Waters,
Cameo,
Sarah Menescal, Sarah Menescal, Sarah Menescal, Sarah Menescal.
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.