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 Kuwait and from Tokyo.
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 1961 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the güiro 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 Organ to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Bronski Beat. All the underground hits.
All Rosa Yemen tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jerry's Kids 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rites of Spring record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jacob Miller,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Darondo,
The Fugs,
AZ,
Second Layer,
ABBA,
Man Parrish,
Deakin,
The Seeds,
10cc,
Thee Headcoats,
The Five Americans,
Radiopuhelimet,
Spoonie Gee,
Ludus,
Jeru the Damaja,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Barry Ungar,
Lucky Dragons,
Todd Terry,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Q65,
Steve Hackett,
The Trojans,
New Order,
Sonic Youth,
Peter & Gordon,
Eve St. Jones,
Man Eating Sloth,
Camouflage,
Crime,
Kerrie Biddell,
Fad Gadget,
Anakelly,
Junior Murvin,
The Vogues,
Aswad,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Derrick Morgan,
Kaleidoscope,
The Raincoats,
Soft Machine,
Little Man,
The Durutti Column,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Wolf Eyes,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Outsiders,
Sun City Girls,
The Associates,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Monolake,
The Invisible,
Supertramp,
Wings,
R.M.O.,
The Human League,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs.
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.