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 Guinea and from Mumbai.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 linndrum 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 Juan Atkins to the electroclash kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 LL Cool J. All the underground hits.
All Japan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Suburban Knight 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Colin Newman record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Donny Hathaway,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Altered Images,
The Stooges,
Tomorrow,
Joyce Sims,
Technova,
Glenn Branca,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Monks,
Brothers Johnson,
Rekid,
Frankie Knuckles,
Alison Limerick,
Arcadia,
Blossom Toes,
A Certain Ratio,
Flipper,
ABBA,
F. McDonald,
Crime,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Public Enemy,
Niagra,
Mars,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Al Stewart,
Barrington Levy,
These Immortal Souls,
Donald Byrd,
Siglo XX,
Quando Quango,
Hasil Adkins,
ABC,
Depeche Mode,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Throbbing Gristle,
Grauzone,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Happenings,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Tom Boy,
Wings,
Rufus Thomas,
Jimmy McGriff,
Royal Trux,
Pierre Henry,
Magma,
Hardrive,
UT,
Glambeats Corp.,
Yaz,
The Kinks,
John Cale,
Porter Ricks,
Radiohead,
Ohio Players,
The Human League,
Pere Ubu,
Ultra Naté,
Zero Boys, Zero Boys, Zero Boys, Zero Boys.
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.