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 Singapore and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Tears for Fears to the funk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Easy Going. All the underground hits.
All The Tremeloes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Stockholm Monsters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tubeway Army,
R.M.O.,
Darondo,
Max Romeo,
Flamin' Groovies,
Sound Behaviour,
The Flesh Eaters,
Circle Jerks,
The Leaves,
Minny Pops,
The Monochrome Set,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Inner City,
Sex Pistols,
Wasted Youth,
Jandek,
Make Up,
Agitation Free,
Television,
The Count Five,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The New Christs,
Jawbox,
Joey Negro,
Chris Corsano,
Gong,
Accadde A,
Amon Düül,
Lungfish,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Pretty Things,
Camouflage,
Warren Ellis,
The Star Department,
Alice Coltrane,
Hoover,
Fela Kuti,
Deakin,
Vainqueur,
Stetsasonic,
The Human League,
The Seeds,
Minor Threat,
Model 500,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Oneida,
Stereo Dub,
Fat Boys,
Schoolly D,
The Neon Judgement,
The Electric Prunes,
Pere Ubu,
Traffic Nightmare,
Letta Mbulu,
Magazine,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
E-Dancer,
Soft Machine,
Rod Modell,
Harpers Bizarre,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron.
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.