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 Afghanistan and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Y Pants to the dance 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 Laurel Aitken tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fugs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 theremin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soul II Soul,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Unwound,
Simply Red,
Delon & Dalcan,
Index,
Gastr Del Sol,
Bang On A Can,
Moebius,
The Real Kids,
Faraquet,
Cymande,
Monolake,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Motions,
DJ Style,
Skarface,
Rufus Thomas,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Darondo,
Mandrill,
Peter & Gordon,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Sex Pistols,
Althea and Donna,
Liliput,
Scientists,
Kenny Larkin,
Nas,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Piero Umiliani,
Tears for Fears,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Gabor Szabo,
Country Teasers,
Ossler,
Deadbeat,
The Tremeloes,
Leonard Cohen,
Roxy Music,
Au Pairs,
Wings,
La Düsseldorf,
Maleditus Sound,
Khruangbin,
The Star Department,
Kas Product,
Brand Nubian,
Circle Jerks,
Zero Boys,
Susan Cadogan,
Gang Starr,
Sällskapet,
The Trojans,
Aswad,
The Velvet Underground,
The Birthday Party,
Brass Construction, Brass Construction, Brass Construction, Brass Construction.
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.