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 Tuvalu and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 clarinet 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 Eli Mardock to the techno 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 Strawberry Alarm Clock. All the underground hits.
All Lindisfarne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Audionom record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a spring reverb 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 theremin and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Laurel Aitken,
Dennis Brown,
The Victims,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Monochrome Set,
Anakelly,
Josef K,
Todd Rundgren,
Public Enemy,
John Lydon,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Kenny Larkin,
Scott Walker,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Section 25,
The Detroit Cobras,
Harmonia,
Chrome,
Letta Mbulu,
The Doors,
Bobby Womack,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Carl Craig,
CMW,
Roxette,
Eve St. Jones,
X-101,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Parry Music,
AZ,
The Move,
UT,
Inner City,
Model 500,
In Retrospect,
Ohio Players,
One Last Wish,
Marine Girls,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Eric Copeland,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Deakin,
Q65,
A Certain Ratio,
Pharoah Sanders,
Q and Not U,
Oneida,
The United States of America,
Fatback Band,
Los Fastidios,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Unwound,
Fugazi,
The Red Krayola,
Ornette Coleman,
Delta 5,
Groovy Waters,
The Blues Magoos,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Motions,
The Dead C, The Dead C, The Dead C, The Dead C.
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.