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 Honduras and from Mumbai.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Motorama to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Sarah Menescal. All the underground hits.
All Strawberry Alarm Clock tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Arab on Radar 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin 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 mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
AZ,
Con Funk Shun,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Hashim,
Surgeon,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Heaven 17,
Davy DMX,
Trumans Water,
The Fuzztones,
Lee Hazlewood,
Mark Hollis,
The Dave Clark Five,
Slave,
Marcia Griffiths,
Kenny Larkin,
The Slits,
New Order,
Gregory Isaacs,
Marc Almond,
Agitation Free,
Chrome,
UT,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Man Eating Sloth,
Kool Moe Dee,
Boz Scaggs,
Royal Trux,
Crime,
Crash Course in Science,
Negative Approach,
Qualms,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Rod Modell,
the Fania All-Stars,
Mars,
Nik Kershaw,
D'Angelo,
Janne Schatter,
The Associates,
EPMD,
Tres Demented,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Smiths,
La Düsseldorf,
Niagra,
Masters at Work,
Gang Green,
The Smoke,
Al Stewart,
Hoover,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Terry Callier,
Boredoms,
Patti Smith,
Animal Collective,
Stockholm Monsters,
Bush Tetras,
The Birthday Party,
Alton Ellis, Alton Ellis, Alton Ellis, Alton Ellis.
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.