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 Marshall Islands and from Lyon.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Donny Hathaway to the rap kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Association. All the underground hits.
All Nirvana tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cal Tjader record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kool Moe Dee record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Anakelly,
Sun City Girls,
Camberwell Now,
Black Flag,
Jerry's Kids,
Graham Central Station,
The Star Department,
Kevin Saunderson,
Lalann,
Radiohead,
Angry Samoans,
New York Dolls,
The Doobie Brothers,
Crooked Eye,
David McCallum,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
New Age Steppers,
Quando Quango,
Mo-Dettes,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Nico,
The Real Kids,
Gang Green,
B.T. Express,
The Buckinghams,
Lower 48,
The Associates,
Mad Mike,
Kerrie Biddell,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Traffic Nightmare,
Ronnie Foster,
Bad Manners,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Boredoms,
The Monochrome Set,
Ituana,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Johnny Clarke,
Basic Channel,
Nik Kershaw,
Das Ding,
The Dead C,
Ultra Naté,
kango's stein massive,
Yellowson,
Gang of Four,
Sparks,
The Gap Band,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Ken Boothe,
UT,
Aloha Tigers,
Black Bananas,
The Standells,
The Vogues,
Magma,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
KRS-One,
The United States of America,
Nas, Nas, Nas, Nas.
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.