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 El Salvador and from Mexico City.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
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 The Litter to the funk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Todd Rundgren. All the underground hits.
All Marshall Jefferson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hot Snakes 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lakeside record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tommy Roe,
Howard Jones,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
John Foxx,
Joe Smooth,
Aswad,
Dead Boys,
Kas Product,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Divine Comedy,
The Dave Clark Five,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
ABC,
48th St. Collective,
The Raincoats,
Panda Bear,
The Residents,
Yazoo,
R.M.O.,
Judy Mowatt,
Traffic Nightmare,
Negative Approach,
Nico,
Mad Mike,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Aloha Tigers,
The Misunderstood,
Television,
Sarah Menescal,
Rufus Thomas,
Peter and Kerry,
Tomorrow,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Duran Duran,
Sugar Minott,
DJ Sneak,
Fat Boys,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Victims,
Mary Jane Girls,
Kayak,
The Gories,
Jeff Lynne,
Ludus,
The Buckinghams,
Joyce Sims,
Aaron Thompson,
Eve St. Jones,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Stetsasonic,
Visage,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Toasters,
Smog,
Glenn Branca,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Dual Sessions,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Blossom Toes, Blossom Toes, Blossom Toes, Blossom Toes.
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.