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 Slovenia and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the rhodes 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 X-Ray Spex to the techno kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Big Daddy Kane. All the underground hits.
All The Divine Comedy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Crime record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
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 Bobby Sherman record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
the Bar-Kays,
Bush Tetras,
Delon & Dalcan,
The United States of America,
Judy Mowatt,
Schoolly D,
Patti Smith,
Faust,
Eric Copeland,
Hashim,
Blancmange,
Harmonia,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
DJ Sneak,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Audionom,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
New York Dolls,
Joe Smooth,
Lou Reed,
The Fall,
The Kinks,
Royal Trux,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Dirtbombs,
Joyce Sims,
Deakin,
Shoche,
Bizarre Inc.,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Jandek,
The Star Department,
Au Pairs,
Delta 5,
Gang of Four,
The Selecter,
Smog,
Althea and Donna,
Marvin Gaye,
Bill Wells,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Move,
Gang Gang Dance,
Tommy Roe,
Marmalade,
Alice Coltrane,
Jeff Lynne,
Cymande,
Curtis Mayfield,
Ultravox,
La Düsseldorf,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Moss Icon,
Depeche Mode,
D'Angelo,
Roger Hodgson,
Lalo Schifrin,
Stiv Bators,
The Golliwogs,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Aloha Tigers,
The Cramps, The Cramps, The Cramps, The Cramps.
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.