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 Mauritius and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 theremin 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 Doobie Brothers to the punk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Boredoms. All the underground hits.
All the Association tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Real Kids record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wolf Eyes,
Newcleus,
The Grass Roots,
Bush Tetras,
Tres Demented,
Yellowson,
A Certain Ratio,
Duran Duran,
Black Flag,
Bauhaus,
Eurythmics,
Average White Band,
Eddi Front,
Marshall Jefferson,
Cal Tjader,
Underground Resistance,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Matthew Bourne,
The Detroit Cobras,
Nik Kershaw,
Boz Scaggs,
Neu!,
Dennis Brown,
Shuggie Otis,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Idris Muhammad,
The Fire Engines,
The Slackers,
Altered Images,
Gang Green,
Amon Düül II,
Crispian St. Peters,
Marine Girls,
Matthew Halsall,
The Motions,
Dual Sessions,
New York Dolls,
U.S. Maple,
Kenny Larkin,
The Vogues,
Rhythm & Sound,
Nico,
Cameo,
The Monochrome Set,
The Cure,
Roy Ayers,
Khruangbin,
Dorothy Ashby,
Hasil Adkins,
Agent Orange,
Minnie Riperton,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Soulsonic Force,
Iggy Pop,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Trojans,
The Zeros,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Negative Approach,
Tears for Fears,
Eric Dolphy,
The Music Machine,
The Toasters, The Toasters, The Toasters, The Toasters.
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.