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 Congo and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Jakarta.
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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the organ 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 Jawbox to the techno kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Bad Manners. All the underground hits.
All Surgeon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Carl Craig 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 a chamberlin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tomorrow record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
X-102,
Interpol,
X-101,
Subhumans,
The Walker Brothers,
Soul Sonic Force,
Jeru the Damaja,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Aloha Tigers,
Charles Mingus,
The Techniques,
Blancmange,
Bang On A Can,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
ABBA,
B.T. Express,
Theoretical Girls,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Moody Blues,
The Raincoats,
Buzzcocks,
Porter Ricks,
Von Mondo,
Amon Düül,
Rites of Spring,
Soft Machine,
Kevin Saunderson,
Country Teasers,
The Black Dice,
Juan Atkins,
The Names,
The Leaves,
Slave,
Kaleidoscope,
The Cowsills,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Matthew Halsall,
World's Most,
Mary Jane Girls,
Gang of Four,
U.S. Maple,
Aswad,
MDC,
Absolute Body Control,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Maurizio,
Severed Heads,
LL Cool J,
The Move,
The Happenings,
Circle Jerks,
Ten City,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Todd Rundgren,
T.S.O.L.,
Davy DMX,
The Gun Club,
Minny Pops,
The Slits,
The Human League, The Human League, The Human League, The Human League.
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.