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 Iran and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 Michael McDonald 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 Pantytec to the funk 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 Mars. All the underground hits.
All Animal Collective tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Duran Duran record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
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 Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cameo,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Q and Not U,
DJ Sneak,
Aloha Tigers,
The Monochrome Set,
DJ Style,
Panda Bear,
Black Sheep,
Mission of Burma,
Tommy Roe,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Slackers,
Erasure,
The Music Machine,
A Certain Ratio,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Gun Club,
Joey Negro,
Marshall Jefferson,
Young Marble Giants,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Evens,
the Slits,
Lee Hazlewood,
Pylon,
Monolake,
Ituana,
MC5,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Lalann,
Jacques Brel,
One Last Wish,
Kerri Chandler,
Eli Mardock,
Television,
The Count Five,
Ohio Players,
Minnie Riperton,
Pet Shop Boys,
Avey Tare,
D'Angelo,
MDC,
Tomorrow,
Fat Boys,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Yazoo,
Bush Tetras,
AZ,
Lower 48,
Jimmy McGriff,
Yellowson,
Michelle Simonal,
Cluster,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Marine Girls,
Hoover,
The Smoke,
Tim Buckley,
These Immortal Souls, These Immortal Souls, These Immortal Souls, These Immortal Souls.
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.