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 Seoul.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 güiro 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 the Soft Cell to the jazz 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 Deepchord. All the underground hits.
All Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Modern Lovers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Gang Starr,
Sight & Sound,
The Invisible,
The Smoke,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Isaac Hayes,
Half Japanese,
Crime,
One Last Wish,
Faraquet,
Das Ding,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Golliwogs,
The Sound,
Rapeman,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Susan Cadogan,
Trumans Water,
The Tremeloes,
T.S.O.L.,
Ludus,
Danielle Patucci,
Los Fastidios,
Tres Demented,
Terrestrial Tones,
Qualms,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Dead Boys,
Kerrie Biddell,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Brass Construction,
The Knickerbockers,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Massinfluence,
Interpol,
Warsaw,
Kenny Larkin,
The Mummies,
Gang Gang Dance,
Blossom Toes,
Chrome,
The Modern Lovers,
ABC,
Babytalk,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Radiohead,
Bizarre Inc.,
James White and The Blacks,
The Velvet Underground,
Tears for Fears,
Anakelly,
Sam Rivers,
Q and Not U,
Absolute Body Control,
Man Parrish,
Eric Dolphy,
Circle Jerks, Circle Jerks, Circle Jerks, Circle Jerks.
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.