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 United States and from Halifax.
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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 snare 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 Aaron Thompson to the rap kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Accadde A. All the underground hits.
All Slave tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Matthew Halsall record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Audionom record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Shuggie Otis,
Lou Christie,
Sonny Sharrock,
Groovy Waters,
Subhumans,
Juan Atkins,
Andrew Hill,
The Searchers,
Steve Hackett,
Saccharine Trust,
Brand Nubian,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Agitation Free,
Depeche Mode,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Dennis Brown,
Cybotron,
Joyce Sims,
The Standells,
Brick,
Peter and Kerry,
Barry Ungar,
Freddie Wadling,
The Dave Clark Five,
Sugar Minott,
Girls At Our Best!,
Procol Harum,
Traffic Nightmare,
Todd Rundgren,
Funkadelic,
Fad Gadget,
Trumans Water,
The Monks,
Duran Duran,
Country Joe & The Fish,
T.S.O.L.,
Smog,
Amon Düül II,
Organ,
Slave,
Bootsy Collins,
Thee Headcoats,
Crime,
Average White Band,
Aaron Thompson,
Ponytail,
Jacob Miller,
The Seeds,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Delta 5,
The Human League,
Monks,
Minutemen,
Easy Going,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Malaria!,
Bill Wells,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Litter,
Stereo Dub,
Fluxion,
Bobby Womack,
The Detroit Cobras,
Lakeside,
Oblivians, Oblivians, Oblivians, Oblivians.
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.