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 Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 sitar 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 Al Stewart to the dance kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Star Department. All the underground hits.
All The J.B.'s tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rotary Connection record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Masters at Work 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?
Nils Olav,
Marine Girls,
Rites of Spring,
Jandek,
Barrington Levy,
The American Breed,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Nas,
Lalann,
Los Fastidios,
The Associates,
Joensuu 1685,
Darondo,
Agitation Free,
The Blues Magoos,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Spandau Ballet,
Monks,
Ronnie Foster,
The Victims,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Stereo Dub,
Outsiders,
Wings,
The Fuzztones,
Quando Quango,
Franke,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Michelle Simonal,
The Cure,
Mr. Review,
Soft Machine,
Roger Hodgson,
Ralphi Rosario,
H. Thieme,
The Pop Group,
Mars,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Basic Channel,
PIL,
Drexciya,
The Stooges,
Lightning Bolt,
Dead Boys,
Yellowson,
Aloha Tigers,
Davy DMX,
Gang Green,
Nick Fraelich,
the Slits,
Nico,
ABC,
R.M.O.,
Danielle Patucci,
Wire,
Isaac Hayes,
The Busters,
Laurel Aitken,
Moebius,
The Electric Prunes, The Electric Prunes, The Electric Prunes, The Electric Prunes.
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.