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 France and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Ossler to the jazz kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Schoolly D. All the underground hits.
All Bobby Hutcherson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Supertramp record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Cosmic Jokers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
X-Ray Spex,
The Detroit Cobras,
Sound Behaviour,
Lakeside,
Public Image Ltd.,
Gil Scott Heron,
Suicide,
The Names,
Gang Gang Dance,
ABC,
Quadrant,
Boz Scaggs,
Crash Course in Science,
The Happenings,
Eli Mardock,
Prince Buster,
Leonard Cohen,
Royal Trux,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Bang On A Can,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Mark Hollis,
Pantytec,
Anthony Braxton,
Harry Pussy,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Marine Girls,
The Beau Brummels,
James White and The Blacks,
Sexual Harrassment,
Average White Band,
Crooked Eye,
DJ Style,
Lyres,
China Crisis,
Barclay James Harvest,
Harmonia,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Pet Shop Boys,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
the Normal,
The Moleskins,
Rakim,
Ludus,
Tim Buckley,
Gang of Four,
Moss Icon,
Porter Ricks,
Henry Cow,
Rosa Yemen,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Tubeway Army,
Erasure,
The Raincoats,
The Dead C,
Charles Mingus,
The Slits,
Letta Mbulu,
Monks,
Gang Green,
Motorama, Motorama, Motorama, Motorama.
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.