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 Georgia and from Cairo.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Trumans Water 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 Animal Collective. All the underground hits.
All Ultravox tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marshall Jefferson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 harpsichord and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Von Mondo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Guru Guru,
Lalann,
EPMD,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Gun Club,
Alton Ellis,
John Coltrane,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Move,
Howard Jones,
Dual Sessions,
Buzzcocks,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Joyce Sims,
Kenny Larkin,
Ponytail,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Sex Pistols,
Lyres,
Juan Atkins,
Gang Starr,
The Sound,
CMW,
The Velvet Underground,
Johnny Osbourne,
David Axelrod,
The Alarm Clocks,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Sixth Finger,
Ossler,
Faraquet,
Wally Richardson,
Lightning Bolt,
Public Enemy,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Jesper Dahlback,
Roy Ayers,
Malaria!,
New Age Steppers,
The Detroit Cobras,
Von Mondo,
Marcia Griffiths,
Siglo XX,
Crooked Eye,
Sam Rivers,
X-101,
Moebius,
Davy DMX,
Technova,
Agent Orange,
Cybotron,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Lindisfarne,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Traffic Nightmare,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Rufus Thomas,
The Monochrome Set,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Fat Boys, Fat Boys, Fat Boys, Fat 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.