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 Botswana and from Jakarta.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
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 Alphaville to the crunk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Jeff Mills. All the underground hits.
All Cymande tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Janne Schatter record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sight & Sound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Althea and Donna,
The Red Krayola,
Soft Machine,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Sight & Sound,
Procol Harum,
The Modern Lovers,
The Gories,
Q65,
Minnie Riperton,
Robert Görl,
8 Eyed Spy,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Tomorrow,
Scion,
Black Flag,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Stooges,
Arthur Verocai,
R.M.O.,
Erykah Badu,
Idris Muhammad,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Moby Grape,
Chris Corsano,
Das Ding,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Charles Mingus,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Guru Guru,
ABC,
Rod Modell,
David McCallum,
Sex Pistols,
Simply Red,
The Fall,
Mars,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Litter,
Jacob Miller,
Marshall Jefferson,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Swans,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Lee Hazlewood,
Underground Resistance,
Main Source,
ABBA,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Negative Approach,
Minor Threat,
June Days,
Nirvana,
Swell Maps,
Zero Boys,
The Cure,
Intrusion,
The Monochrome Set,
The Golliwogs,
Kurtis Blow,
The Leaves, The Leaves, The Leaves, The Leaves.
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.