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 Romania and from Glasgow.
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 Bremen and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 June Days to the jazz kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Eddi Front. All the underground hits.
All Joe Smooth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Associates 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Red Krayola record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Shoche,
Yazoo,
Massinfluence,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Anakelly,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Cluster,
Masters at Work,
Kas Product,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Pop Group,
Erykah Badu,
Tomorrow,
Basic Channel,
Pantaleimon,
John Lydon,
Janne Schatter,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Amazonics,
MDC,
Siglo XX,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Kaleidoscope,
Yaz,
Index,
Barbara Tucker,
Swell Maps,
Rod Modell,
R.M.O.,
Ponytail,
Au Pairs,
Spandau Ballet,
Juan Atkins,
Alphaville,
Icehouse,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Soft Machine,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Interpol,
Niagra,
F. McDonald,
Max Romeo,
X-102,
Lucky Dragons,
Gastr Del Sol,
X-Ray Spex,
The Last Poets,
Excepter,
Dennis Brown,
Eddi Front,
EPMD,
The Durutti Column,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Techniques,
Blancmange,
The New Christs,
Television,
Panda Bear,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Boredoms,
A Flock of Seagulls,
a-ha, a-ha, a-ha, a-ha.
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.