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 Dominican Republic and from Sao Paulo.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 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 The Sisters of Mercy to the dance kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Camberwell Now. All the underground hits.
All Stiv Bators tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every FM Einheit record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Selector Dub Narcotic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ponytail,
Mark Hollis,
Au Pairs,
Cal Tjader,
Moebius,
The Birthday Party,
The Standells,
Stockholm Monsters,
Absolute Body Control,
Organ,
R.M.O.,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Model 500,
The Five Americans,
Scrapy,
The Kinks,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Black Flag,
The Barracudas,
Main Source,
Agent Orange,
Boogie Down Productions,
Sun City Girls,
Ohio Players,
Donny Hathaway,
Sugar Minott,
Skarface,
Traffic Nightmare,
Dual Sessions,
Kayak,
Eli Mardock,
The J.B.'s,
The Leaves,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Chris Corsano,
Barbara Tucker,
Eden Ahbez,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Robert Görl,
Sonic Youth,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Joe Smooth,
Lebanon Hanover,
Bobby Sherman,
Lower 48,
Colin Newman,
Kenny Larkin,
Desert Stars,
China Crisis,
Brass Construction,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
the Association,
Leonard Cohen,
Echospace,
The Moleskins,
Half Japanese,
Radiopuhelimet,
Nick Fraelich,
Panda Bear,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch.
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.