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 Haiti and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron 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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the oboe 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 Gladiators to the disco kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 JFA. All the underground hits.
All AZ tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Make Up 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rod Modell record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The American Breed,
The United States of America,
The Star Department,
The Electric Prunes,
Wasted Youth,
Brand Nubian,
Joey Negro,
Rufus Thomas,
Johnny Clarke,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Ohio Players,
Yusef Lateef,
Funky Four + One,
Blake Baxter,
Roxette,
Black Flag,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Accadde A,
The Move,
Magazine,
Althea and Donna,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
the Fania All-Stars,
Circle Jerks,
Outsiders,
Camouflage,
The Young Rascals,
Iggy Pop,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Marvin Gaye,
Massinfluence,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Toasters,
Yellowson,
Technova,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Eurythmics,
Moss Icon,
Steve Hackett,
The Blues Magoos,
The Searchers,
World's Most,
Scientists,
David Bowie,
Dave Gahan,
Nico,
Echospace,
The Litter,
The Vogues,
Juan Atkins,
Young Marble Giants,
Sandy B,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Dorothy Ashby,
Motorama,
Hashim,
Q and Not U, Q and Not U, Q and Not U, Q and Not U.
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.