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 Botswana and from Lagos.
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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 snare 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 Strawberry Alarm Clock 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 Toni Rubio. All the underground hits.
All Swell Maps tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Golliwogs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 güiro and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Section 25 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eurythmics,
Wings,
Toni Rubio,
Spandau Ballet,
Lalo Schifrin,
These Immortal Souls,
Peter & Gordon,
Charles Mingus,
Joyce Sims,
Radiopuhelimet,
Pere Ubu,
Metal Thangz,
Cybotron,
Chris & Cosey,
Ken Boothe,
Morten Harket,
48th St. Collective,
The Moody Blues,
Junior Murvin,
The Cramps,
Donald Byrd,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Kinks,
Hot Snakes,
Duran Duran,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Eli Mardock,
John Lydon,
Unrelated Segments,
The Human League,
Neu!,
Von Mondo,
Surgeon,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Lower 48,
Eddi Front,
Q65,
Camouflage,
Iggy Pop,
Jacob Miller,
Soul II Soul,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Talk Talk,
L. Decosne,
Nils Olav,
Ponytail,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Slackers,
Khruangbin,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Steve Hackett,
Underground Resistance,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Sister Nancy,
Kool Moe Dee,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The American Breed,
Chrome,
Saccharine Trust, Saccharine Trust, Saccharine Trust, Saccharine Trust.
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.