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 Czech Republic and from Bremen.
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 London and Taipei.
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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
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 LL Cool J to the punk 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 Carl Craig. All the underground hits.
All Jerry's Kids tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Human League record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Real Kids record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Dave Clark Five,
The Happenings,
The Divine Comedy,
the Germs,
The Golliwogs,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Sonic Youth,
Lalann,
D'Angelo,
Funky Four + One,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Index,
Loose Ends,
David McCallum,
Kenny Larkin,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Sonics,
Aloha Tigers,
Gabor Szabo,
The Mummies,
MDC,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Susan Cadogan,
Johnny Osbourne,
Lou Reed,
Mandrill,
Reagan Youth,
Public Enemy,
The Barracudas,
Agitation Free,
Godley & Creme,
Jacques Brel,
Scratch Acid,
Robert Wyatt,
Cybotron,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Chrome,
Maleditus Sound,
B.T. Express,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Buzzcocks,
Warren Ellis,
Tom Boy,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Alison Limerick,
Cluster,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Offenders,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Moody Blues,
Thee Headcoats,
Jandek,
Bob Dylan,
The Pop Group,
Motorama,
The Blackbyrds,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Janne Schatter,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Monolake,
Gerry Rafferty,
Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica.
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.