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 Suriname and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Jakarta.
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 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 Marcia Griffiths to the grime kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Scratch Acid. All the underground hits.
All The Standells tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jerry's Kids record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 an oboe and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Arab on Radar record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Accadde A,
Section 25,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Roxette,
Don Cherry,
X-101,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Names,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Mark Hollis,
Black Sheep,
Iggy Pop,
Scion,
Kayak,
Connie Case,
Japan,
X-Ray Spex,
The Gladiators,
Babytalk,
Bobby Byrd,
Index,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Matthew Halsall,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Zero Boys,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Happenings,
Lucky Dragons,
The Beau Brummels,
The Leaves,
The Monochrome Set,
Desert Stars,
The Modern Lovers,
Deepchord,
T.S.O.L.,
Vainqueur,
MDC,
OOIOO,
Yellowson,
Big Daddy Kane,
Rekid,
The American Breed,
Boz Scaggs,
Vladislav Delay,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The New Christs,
Donny Hathaway,
Jesper Dahlback,
John Holt,
The Count Five,
L. Decosne,
Tres Demented,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Skatalites,
Max Romeo,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Fuzztones,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Birthday Party,
The Motions,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Anakelly,
Delta 5, Delta 5, Delta 5, Delta 5.
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.