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 Afghanistan and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 organ 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 Leonard Cohen to the crunk 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 The Modern Lovers. All the underground hits.
All Can tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Human League 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Smog record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bang On A Can,
Motorama,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Techniques,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Circle Jerks,
Negative Approach,
Khruangbin,
The Music Machine,
Jeff Lynne,
The Young Rascals,
Sonny Sharrock,
Mo-Dettes,
Moss Icon,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Unrelated Segments,
Half Japanese,
Morten Harket,
Mr. Review,
MDC,
Barrington Levy,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Jeru the Damaja,
ABBA,
Dennis Brown,
The Beau Brummels,
Quadrant,
Kurtis Blow,
Thee Headcoats,
Tommy Roe,
Erasure,
The Barracudas,
The Offenders,
Marshall Jefferson,
Black Bananas,
Pagans,
Colin Newman,
Au Pairs,
Pere Ubu,
Lightning Bolt,
Avey Tare,
The Count Five,
Brick,
The Cramps,
Curtis Mayfield,
Chris & Cosey,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Matthew Halsall,
Soul II Soul,
Model 500,
This Heat,
Jawbox,
The Red Krayola,
Aloha Tigers,
The Raincoats,
Barbara Tucker,
Bootsy Collins,
Gastr Del Sol,
Drexciya,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Deadbeat,
X-Ray Spex,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell.
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.