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 Poland and from Tehran.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Nik Kershaw to the grime 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 Pere Ubu. All the underground hits.
All Johnny Osbourne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every James White and The Blacks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 an arpeggiator and a synthesizer 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 mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Gap Band,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Flesh Eaters,
Make Up,
Basic Channel,
The Victims,
Derrick May,
Absolute Body Control,
Derrick Morgan,
Jawbox,
Khruangbin,
Cameo,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
One Last Wish,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
The Residents,
Lower 48,
Skarface,
Mission of Burma,
JFA,
Slave,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Motorama,
Au Pairs,
Joy Division,
Technova,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Sound,
Jandek,
The Cure,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Boz Scaggs,
CMW,
Arab on Radar,
Crash Course in Science,
Heaven 17,
Soul II Soul,
Aural Exciters,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
MDC,
Negative Approach,
Bad Manners,
Eve St. Jones,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Toasters,
Pierre Henry,
Pantytec,
Kerri Chandler,
Isaac Hayes,
Kas Product,
Brothers Johnson,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Robert Görl,
Bush Tetras,
Massinfluence,
The Evens,
Visage,
Flamin' Groovies, Flamin' Groovies, Flamin' Groovies, Flamin' Groovies.
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.