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 Lithuania and from New York.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 organ 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 Erasure to the grime kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam. All the underground hits.
All The Blackbyrds tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Technova 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flipper record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pet Shop Boys,
Jerry Gold Smith,
ABBA,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
John Lydon,
Ronan,
Letta Mbulu,
Wire,
Kerri Chandler,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Mummies,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Susan Cadogan,
Sandy B,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Erykah Badu,
Archie Shepp,
Mark Hollis,
Neu!,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Remains,
Black Bananas,
Rotary Connection,
Brand Nubian,
Howard Jones,
Todd Terry,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Amon Düül,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Peter & Gordon,
Man Eating Sloth,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Idris Muhammad,
Curtis Mayfield,
Jeff Mills,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Dave Clark Five,
Youth Brigade,
The Detroit Cobras,
Nas,
Banda Bassotti,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Marshall Jefferson,
a-ha,
Godley & Creme,
Sparks,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Newcleus,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Scion,
The Fortunes,
The Offenders,
Ultra Naté,
Grandmaster Flash,
Prince Buster,
Cymande,
Deepchord,
Ponytail,
The Divine Comedy,
Darondo, Darondo, Darondo, Darondo.
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.