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 Switzerland and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 güiro 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 Hoover to the techno 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 La Düsseldorf. All the underground hits.
All One Last Wish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Mighty Diamonds 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marc Almond record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Delon & Dalcan,
Throbbing Gristle,
Tears for Fears,
The Smiths,
The Kinks,
Chris Corsano,
Pet Shop Boys,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
UT,
The Angels of Light,
Ice-T,
Parry Music,
Desert Stars,
Yaz,
Scratch Acid,
the Germs,
B.T. Express,
Half Japanese,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Eric Copeland,
Cecil Taylor,
The Blackbyrds,
Television,
Chrome,
The Cowsills,
Goldenarms,
Fela Kuti,
Scan 7,
Morten Harket,
Robert Wyatt,
Gang Gang Dance,
Eve St. Jones,
Swell Maps,
The Barracudas,
Symarip,
The Red Krayola,
The J.B.'s,
Man Eating Sloth,
Quando Quango,
Boredoms,
Scion,
Crispian St. Peters,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Monks,
FM Einheit,
Dave Gahan,
Bizarre Inc.,
Marmalade,
The Gap Band,
Rosa Yemen,
MDC,
Gichy Dan,
Pierre Henry,
Supertramp,
Mission of Burma,
Dual Sessions,
Ronnie Foster,
Main Source,
John Coltrane,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes.
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.