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 Trinidad & Tobago and from Calgary.
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 1961 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Radiopuhelimet to the crunk 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 D'Angelo. All the underground hits.
All Procol Harum tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Donald Byrd record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 an oboe and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Morten Harket record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Visage,
Easy Going,
The Martian,
Moebius,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
R.M.O.,
Scott Walker,
Sugar Minott,
Avey Tare,
Gil Scott Heron,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Pharoah Sanders,
This Heat,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Swell Maps,
DJ Style,
Rosa Yemen,
Donald Byrd,
Piero Umiliani,
Metal Thangz,
Malaria!,
Dave Gahan,
Cheater Slicks,
PIL,
Quadrant,
Freddie Wadling,
Mary Jane Girls,
Masters at Work,
Joey Negro,
Althea and Donna,
Kerrie Biddell,
Stiv Bators,
Groovy Waters,
Q65,
Deadbeat,
Rufus Thomas,
Bad Manners,
Black Flag,
Aaron Thompson,
Wolf Eyes,
The Pretty Things,
Leonard Cohen,
The Associates,
Darondo,
Bill Wells,
China Crisis,
Blossom Toes,
The Raincoats,
Neu!,
Nik Kershaw,
Brand Nubian,
Neil Young,
The Litter,
Accadde A,
Flipper,
Sight & Sound,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Byron Stingily,
Gang of Four, Gang of Four, Gang of Four, Gang of Four.
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.