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 Antigua and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 Scrapy to the rap kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 John Holt. All the underground hits.
All Theoretical Girls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Angry Samoans 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a World's Most record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Neil Young,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Marmalade,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Jerry's Kids,
Bobby Womack,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Flipper,
Wolf Eyes,
Little Man,
Skaos,
The Fugs,
The Mojo Men,
The Happenings,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Nirvana,
Mo-Dettes,
Bill Near,
Lucky Dragons,
Jawbox,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Leaves,
Cecil Taylor,
Morten Harket,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Judy Mowatt,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Reagan Youth,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Pharoah Sanders,
T.S.O.L.,
Kerri Chandler,
Ice-T,
Boredoms,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Knickerbockers,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Radiohead,
ABC,
La Düsseldorf,
Radio Birdman,
Dave Gahan,
The New Christs,
Lower 48,
The Fall,
DJ Sneak,
The Cure,
Liliput,
Cal Tjader,
Country Joe & The Fish,
UT,
Avey Tare,
MC5,
Magma,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Mummies,
Desert Stars,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Faust,
Todd Terry,
Juan Atkins,
The Cramps,
Man Parrish, Man Parrish, Man Parrish, Man Parrish.
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.