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 Fiji and from Madrid.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 güiro 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 Bootsy Collins to the grunge 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 Residents. All the underground hits.
All The Music Machine tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Newcleus record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pet Shop Boys record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sight & Sound,
Freddie Wadling,
The Pretty Things,
Joe Smooth,
Jandek,
Nick Fraelich,
Q65,
The Divine Comedy,
Motorama,
Anakelly,
The Offenders,
Public Enemy,
Robert Hood,
Joey Negro,
The Electric Prunes,
Minor Threat,
Colin Newman,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Brass Construction,
Pantaleimon,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Alphaville,
The Busters,
Little Man,
Skaos,
Sex Pistols,
Procol Harum,
Lee Hazlewood,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Chris Corsano,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Bang On A Can,
8 Eyed Spy,
Parry Music,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Infiniti,
Sonic Youth,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Skriet,
Soft Machine,
the Bar-Kays,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Joy Division,
The Names,
Suburban Knight,
Crash Course in Science,
Cheater Slicks,
Audionom,
The Happenings,
Vainqueur,
Absolute Body Control,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Oneida,
Connie Case,
Thompson Twins,
Wire,
Harry Pussy,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Soulsonic Force,
Quadrant, Quadrant, Quadrant, Quadrant.
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.