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 Sierra Leone and from Mexico City.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Goldenarms to the rap kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 The Doobie Brothers. All the underground hits.
All Lonnie Liston Smith tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soft Cell record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Neil Young record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Yellowson,
Michelle Simonal,
The Remains,
Electric Prunes,
The Velvet Underground,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Cybotron,
Royal Trux,
Lalann,
Reuben Wilson,
Jerry's Kids,
The Residents,
Wings,
The Wake,
Khruangbin,
Heaven 17,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Sällskapet,
Desert Stars,
The Fall,
Lungfish,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Doors,
The Count Five,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Peter & Gordon,
Pole,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Associates,
China Crisis,
The Real Kids,
Lightning Bolt,
Marine Girls,
The Evens,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Guru Guru,
Aloha Tigers,
Echospace,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Be Bop Deluxe,
MC5,
Sarah Menescal,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Tubeway Army,
Kayak,
Interpol,
PIL,
the Bar-Kays,
Parry Music,
The Alarm Clocks,
Josef K,
John Coltrane,
Drive Like Jehu,
10cc,
Bobby Sherman,
Sound Behaviour,
Minny Pops,
Ituana,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen.
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.