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 Cambodia and from Lagos.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Philadelphia.
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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Von Mondo to the rock 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 Trumans Water. All the underground hits.
All Cybotron tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Animal Collective 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Monochrome Set,
The New Christs,
Swell Maps,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
the Human League,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Anakelly,
Nas,
The Doors,
Interpol,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Model 500,
Sister Nancy,
Pierre Henry,
Darondo,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Red Krayola,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Selecter,
Reagan Youth,
Lalann,
Man Parrish,
the Soft Cell,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Moebius,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Moody Blues,
Clear Light,
Japan,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Mojo Men,
Arthur Verocai,
Icehouse,
Boredoms,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Jacob Miller,
Niagra,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Pussy Galore,
DNA,
Cluster,
Khruangbin,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
In Retrospect,
Marvin Gaye,
Sixth Finger,
The Kinks,
The Remains,
MDC,
Freddie Wadling,
Arab on Radar,
Lindisfarne,
Howard Jones,
Echospace,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Rekid,
Tommy Roe, Tommy Roe, Tommy Roe, Tommy Roe.
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.