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 Bhutan and from Beijing.
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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 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 Cabaret Voltaire to the disco 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 Popol Vuh. All the underground hits.
All Second Layer tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Happenings record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jesper Dahlbäck record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
David Axelrod,
Joey Negro,
The Slackers,
The Gun Club,
KRS-One,
Motorama,
Newcleus,
Scrapy,
The Real Kids,
Funky Four + One,
Dark Day,
Wasted Youth,
Jawbox,
Yellowson,
Harmonia,
Royal Trux,
Country Teasers,
Nico,
Sound Behaviour,
Mo-Dettes,
Arab on Radar,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
48th St. Collective,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Matthew Bourne,
Main Source,
The Wake,
kango's stein massive,
Gichy Dan,
Colin Newman,
Kool Moe Dee,
Pantaleimon,
Minutemen,
Scan 7,
Ludus,
the Germs,
Bluetip,
Blancmange,
The Fugs,
Curtis Mayfield,
L. Decosne,
Nas,
The Trojans,
Model 500,
Jesper Dahlback,
Echospace,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Little Man,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Masters at Work,
Mantronix,
Grandmaster Flash,
Skaos,
The Sound,
Eve St. Jones,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Bush Tetras,
Jeff Mills,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Ronnie Foster,
Subhumans,
The Monochrome Set,
Maurizio, Maurizio, Maurizio, Maurizio.
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.