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 New Zealand and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1961 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 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 Pantytec to the electroclash 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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic. All the underground hits.
All The Busters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Music Machine record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 snare and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Deadbeat record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joey Negro,
Inner City,
Crispy Ambulance,
Amon Düül II,
Scan 7,
Negative Approach,
Duran Duran,
Goldenarms,
T. Rex,
the Human League,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Warsaw,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Blossom Toes,
Dawn Penn,
Smog,
Neu!,
The Barracudas,
Boz Scaggs,
Darondo,
Ossler,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Detroit Cobras,
the Germs,
Boredoms,
Brand Nubian,
Severed Heads,
Anakelly,
Ludus,
Popol Vuh,
Nils Olav,
Cheater Slicks,
Amazonics,
The Young Rascals,
Rod Modell,
Sound Behaviour,
Marmalade,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
K-Klass,
Guru Guru,
The Wake,
Drive Like Jehu,
Porter Ricks,
Sarah Menescal,
The Victims,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Section 25,
Monolake,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Ultravox,
The Moody Blues,
The Fugs,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Sugar Minott,
Whodini,
Radiohead,
One Last Wish,
Leonard Cohen,
Warren Ellis,
Kayak,
Suicide, Suicide, Suicide, Suicide.
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.