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 Netherlands and from Delhi.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 UT to the dance 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 Eden Ahbez. All the underground hits.
All Delta 5 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cameo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Stiv Bators record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tears for Fears,
Rod Modell,
Procol Harum,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Eden Ahbez,
Sam Rivers,
Porter Ricks,
Livin' Joy,
Ornette Coleman,
Swans,
Absolute Body Control,
Jerry's Kids,
Wire,
Animal Collective,
Donald Byrd,
The Monochrome Set,
Terrestrial Tones,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
New Order,
The Zeros,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Mary Jane Girls,
Boogie Down Productions,
Monolake,
The Blackbyrds,
Siglo XX,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Unwound,
Matthew Bourne,
Kenny Larkin,
Bizarre Inc.,
Chris & Cosey,
Easy Going,
Tubeway Army,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Joensuu 1685,
Ice-T,
Scrapy,
Junior Murvin,
Jesper Dahlback,
Cybotron,
Laurel Aitken,
K-Klass,
Magma,
the Association,
Skaos,
Quando Quango,
Lebanon Hanover,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Fugs,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Grass Roots,
Visage,
Pagans,
Stiv Bators,
Angry Samoans,
Deakin,
Lee Hazlewood,
Dead Boys,
Infiniti,
The Shadows of Knight,
Rhythm & Sound,
Half Japanese, Half Japanese, Half Japanese, Half Japanese.
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.