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 Portugal and from Winnipeg.
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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 The Stooges to the rock kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Wasted Youth. All the underground hits.
All Dennis Brown tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Electric Light Orchestra 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Justin Hinds & The Dominoes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 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?
Boz Scaggs,
Au Pairs,
ABC,
Arcadia,
DJ Style,
Leonard Cohen,
The Moleskins,
Fear,
Second Layer,
Dead Boys,
David Axelrod,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Walker Brothers,
MDC,
Essential Logic,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Kurtis Blow,
Marcia Griffiths,
Lightning Bolt,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Bobby Sherman,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Q and Not U,
Frankie Knuckles,
8 Eyed Spy,
Idris Muhammad,
Pole,
The Residents,
Don Cherry,
Eric Dolphy,
Marc Almond,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Hot Snakes,
a-ha,
The Alarm Clocks,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Basic Channel,
Fela Kuti,
The Toasters,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Cure,
Funky Four + One,
The Raincoats,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Massinfluence,
Dave Gahan,
Aswad,
Rites of Spring,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Knickerbockers,
Minutemen,
The Victims,
UT,
Joyce Sims,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Blackbyrds,
Public Image Ltd.,
X-Ray Spex,
Iggy Pop,
Roy Ayers,
Janne Schatter,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs.
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.