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 Yemen and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron 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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Max Romeo to the rap kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Dave Gahan. All the underground hits.
All 10cc tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lightning Bolt record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Negative Approach record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Mighty Diamonds,
Index,
La Düsseldorf,
Dead Boys,
Lalo Schifrin,
Crime,
Aaron Thompson,
Ituana,
Hashim,
Alton Ellis,
Stereo Dub,
Donald Byrd,
Robert Wyatt,
Shuggie Otis,
The Cowsills,
Thompson Twins,
Sexual Harrassment,
Guru Guru,
The Litter,
Echospace,
Visage,
Groovy Waters,
The Evens,
Gang Starr,
Gerry Rafferty,
Gregory Isaacs,
Todd Rundgren,
Pulsallama,
8 Eyed Spy,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Jesper Dahlback,
Boredoms,
Pagans,
The Martian,
FM Einheit,
Qualms,
The Star Department,
Eve St. Jones,
The Young Rascals,
Babytalk,
The Residents,
Tears for Fears,
Bob Dylan,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Infiniti,
Reagan Youth,
Marcia Griffiths,
Eddi Front,
Electric Light Orchestra,
ABC,
Grandmaster Flash,
the Bar-Kays,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Clear Light,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Scott Walker,
Lightning Bolt,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Camouflage,
Marmalade,
Second Layer, Second Layer, Second Layer, Second Layer.
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.