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 Bosnia Herzegovina and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 It's A Beautiful Day to the grunge kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Music Machine. All the underground hits.
All Yellowson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fad Gadget record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Alton Ellis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Stereo Dub,
Steve Hackett,
In Retrospect,
Saccharine Trust,
The Black Dice,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
T.S.O.L.,
Livin' Joy,
Freddie Wadling,
The Golliwogs,
Porter Ricks,
ABBA,
Blossom Toes,
Terrestrial Tones,
Brass Construction,
Yaz,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Gang Starr,
The Count Five,
Nas,
Funky Four + One,
The Slits,
Sound Behaviour,
Rosa Yemen,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Tom Boy,
Blake Baxter,
Gabor Szabo,
The Pretty Things,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Doobie Brothers,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Silicon Teens,
Rhythm & Sound,
Drive Like Jehu,
John Foxx,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Newcleus,
Aswad,
The Fuzztones,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Black Sheep,
Leonard Cohen,
Bobby Byrd,
The Trojans,
John Lydon,
Marc Almond,
AZ,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Pierre Henry,
Kayak,
Buzzcocks,
Patti Smith,
Echospace,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Grey Daturas,
DJ Style,
The Vogues,
The Victims,
Whodini, Whodini, Whodini, Whodini.
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.