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 St Lucia and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 808 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 Gastr Del Sol to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 John Coltrane. All the underground hits.
All Sarah Menescal tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dual Sessions record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pagans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Boz Scaggs,
Television Personalities,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Organ,
Nation of Ulysses,
DNA,
The Mummies,
PIL,
Stiv Bators,
Ken Boothe,
Nas,
Basic Channel,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Flesh Eaters,
Monks,
The Shadows of Knight,
the Human League,
Duran Duran,
Bill Wells,
Hashim,
the Germs,
Gang Gang Dance,
Y Pants,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Lakeside,
Crash Course in Science,
Sarah Menescal,
Drive Like Jehu,
Suicide,
Country Teasers,
Morten Harket,
Circle Jerks,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Pantaleimon,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
OOIOO,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Smog,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
KRS-One,
Can,
T.S.O.L.,
Deakin,
Hasil Adkins,
Ossler,
Negative Approach,
Excepter,
Masters at Work,
The Count Five,
Ultra Naté,
Skarface,
Pet Shop Boys,
Black Bananas,
The Gun Club,
La Düsseldorf,
Dennis Brown,
John Foxx,
Skaos,
Aaron Thompson,
Depeche Mode,
Letta Mbulu,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Five Americans,
Brass Construction, Brass Construction, Brass Construction, Brass Construction.
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.