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 Belize and from Manila.
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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 808 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 Isaac Hayes to the grunge 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 Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu. All the underground hits.
All Dave Gahan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fuzztones record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 an oboe and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a In Retrospect record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Public Enemy,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Rapeman,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Echospace,
Eurythmics,
Hasil Adkins,
Metal Thangz,
Cluster,
Jeff Lynne,
Rosa Yemen,
Funkadelic,
The Toasters,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Fuzztones,
Charles Mingus,
Aaron Thompson,
Kayak,
the Sonics,
The Sisters of Mercy,
This Heat,
Eli Mardock,
Lebanon Hanover,
Throbbing Gristle,
Oneida,
Bush Tetras,
Robert Hood,
Bobby Byrd,
Shoche,
Joey Negro,
Aural Exciters,
The Gap Band,
Wings,
Gang Gang Dance,
Andrew Hill,
Bizarre Inc.,
Flamin' Groovies,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Wolf Eyes,
Model 500,
Ronan,
Soft Machine,
Althea and Donna,
Zapp,
Peter and Kerry,
The Move,
Duran Duran,
Khruangbin,
Schoolly D,
Radiopuhelimet,
A Certain Ratio,
Crime,
The Last Poets,
DNA,
Mark Hollis,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Associates,
Royal Trux,
Black Moon,
The Monochrome Set,
Pantytec, Pantytec, Pantytec, Pantytec.
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.