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 Tonga and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide 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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Lille.
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 mellotron 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 Symarip to the funk 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 Yazoo. All the underground hits.
All Au Pairs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gichy Dan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Neon Judgement,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Minny Pops,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
B.T. Express,
The Star Department,
Drive Like Jehu,
Ossler,
Television Personalities,
Idris Muhammad,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Avey Tare,
Roxette,
The Velvet Underground,
Nils Olav,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Skarface,
Don Cherry,
The Human League,
The Dave Clark Five,
K-Klass,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Birthday Party,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Little Man,
Sixth Finger,
The Vogues,
Harry Pussy,
Sparks,
Slick Rick,
Erasure,
Wolf Eyes,
Brand Nubian,
Boz Scaggs,
Section 25,
Skaos,
Ituana,
June of 44,
The Barracudas,
Ronan,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Derrick May,
Shuggie Otis,
Tubeway Army,
Gabor Szabo,
Sun City Girls,
FM Einheit,
Eric Dolphy,
Tears for Fears,
Moss Icon,
Maleditus Sound,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Spoonie Gee,
Deakin,
The Wake,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Audionom,
The Monochrome Set,
AZ,
Anakelly,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Fuzztones, The Fuzztones, The Fuzztones, The Fuzztones.
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.