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 East Timor and from Bologna.
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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Stiv Bators to the funk 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 Animal Collective. All the underground hits.
All Technova tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pharoah Sanders record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marine Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kerrie Biddell,
Buzzcocks,
Television,
Ossler,
Marshall Jefferson,
In Retrospect,
Rakim,
Magma,
kango's stein massive,
Massinfluence,
Oneida,
Brass Construction,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Zeros,
Letta Mbulu,
Anakelly,
Cameo,
Kevin Saunderson,
Eurythmics,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Cybotron,
Wally Richardson,
Nas,
Brand Nubian,
Sam Rivers,
The Victims,
Stiv Bators,
Interpol,
Graham Central Station,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Monochrome Set,
Todd Rundgren,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Joe Finger,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Rufus Thomas,
The Buckinghams,
The Motions,
The Smiths,
Iggy Pop,
Ludus,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Can,
The Divine Comedy,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Bootsy Collins,
Maleditus Sound,
Big Daddy Kane,
Echospace,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Glenn Branca,
Minutemen,
Blossom Toes,
The Human League,
The Dead C,
Thompson Twins,
Pantaleimon,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Alice Coltrane,
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.