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 Gambia and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 Mumbai and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Stockholm Monsters to the disco 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 John Cale. All the underground hits.
All Louis and Bebe Barron tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Shuggie Otis 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Symarip record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Todd Terry,
Ken Boothe,
Warsaw,
The Young Rascals,
Zapp,
Robert Hood,
The Real Kids,
The Birthday Party,
Roxette,
LL Cool J,
The Electric Prunes,
Easy Going,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Connie Case,
Jacob Miller,
Jandek,
Rapeman,
AZ,
The Count Five,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Absolute Body Control,
Spoonie Gee,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Happenings,
Harmonia,
Isaac Hayes,
X-Ray Spex,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Kerri Chandler,
Roger Hodgson,
E-Dancer,
Japan,
June of 44,
Rod Modell,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Sight & Sound,
Pet Shop Boys,
David Bowie,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Peter & Gordon,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Velvet Underground,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Gerry Rafferty,
Joey Negro,
Bizarre Inc.,
Marcia Griffiths,
Bill Near,
Deadbeat,
Niagra,
Rotary Connection,
The Gories,
Derrick May,
Drexciya,
Mars,
Bush Tetras,
Glambeats Corp.,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Lee Hazlewood, Lee Hazlewood, Lee Hazlewood, Lee Hazlewood.
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.