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 Milan.
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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 organ 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 Simply Red to the grime 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 Monolake. All the underground hits.
All Justin Hinds & The Dominoes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Niagra record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Young Rascals record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Litter,
Royal Trux,
The Gories,
Reuben Wilson,
The Fugs,
Girls At Our Best!,
Pantytec,
Grey Daturas,
Spandau Ballet,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Au Pairs,
Scratch Acid,
Bob Dylan,
The Associates,
The Sound,
Yusef Lateef,
Aaron Thompson,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Ituana,
Rosa Yemen,
Erasure,
Urselle,
Big Daddy Kane,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Mary Jane Girls,
Accadde A,
Shoche,
Sam Rivers,
Anthony Braxton,
Nirvana,
DJ Style,
Eden Ahbez,
Radio Birdman,
Depeche Mode,
Marc Almond,
Sight & Sound,
Kaleidoscope,
Malaria!,
Buzzcocks,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Erykah Badu,
Grauzone,
In Retrospect,
Los Fastidios,
Crash Course in Science,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Doors,
Todd Rundgren,
This Heat,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Walker Brothers,
Jimmy McGriff,
EPMD,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Moebius,
Whodini,
Agent Orange,
The Cure,
Johnny Osbourne, Johnny Osbourne, Johnny Osbourne, Johnny Osbourne.
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.