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 Vietnam and from Bremen.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 chamberlin 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 Deepchord to the rock 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 Surgeon. All the underground hits.
All Visage tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Terry Callier record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 rhodes and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Masters at Work record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Howard Jones,
Dorothy Ashby,
Adolescents,
Slick Rick,
H. Thieme,
Mantronix,
Chris Corsano,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Chris & Cosey,
Barbara Tucker,
Desert Stars,
Pantaleimon,
The Neon Judgement,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Junior Murvin,
Babytalk,
Jeff Mills,
Boz Scaggs,
Heaven 17,
The Toasters,
The Doobie Brothers,
Cameo,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Tommy Roe,
Dave Gahan,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Graham Central Station,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Grey Daturas,
Half Japanese,
John Foxx,
The Mojo Men,
Con Funk Shun,
AZ,
Sex Pistols,
Deadbeat,
Hoover,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Flipper,
Fela Kuti,
Sun City Girls,
Bob Dylan,
Japan,
Niagra,
Neu!,
Fugazi,
Radiopuhelimet,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Ronnie Foster,
Johnny Clarke,
Aloha Tigers,
The Human League,
the Slits,
Rotary Connection,
KRS-One,
Severed Heads,
Michelle Simonal,
Silicon Teens,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Darondo,
Ronan,
Danielle Patucci,
Can, Can, Can, Can.
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.