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 Argentina and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic 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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Peter & Gordon to the crunk 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 Lindisfarne. All the underground hits.
All Hardrive 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 funk 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 chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Erasure record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tommy Roe,
Royal Trux,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Barracudas,
Q65,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Aloha Tigers,
Smog,
MDC,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Seeds,
Motorama,
John Cale,
Sarah Menescal,
Camberwell Now,
Gregory Isaacs,
Funky Four + One,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Jandek,
The Young Rascals,
Index,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Theoretical Girls,
Joe Smooth,
Tres Demented,
The Dead C,
This Heat,
Parry Music,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Fad Gadget,
PIL,
Los Fastidios,
Johnny Osbourne,
KRS-One,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Stereo Dub,
Infiniti,
Circle Jerks,
Zero Boys,
The Gladiators,
The Names,
Max Romeo,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Ralphi Rosario,
Lalo Schifrin,
Minny Pops,
Dawn Penn,
Howard Jones,
Young Marble Giants,
Aaron Thompson,
Sandy B,
The Gories,
Jeff Mills,
Connie Case,
Accadde A,
Cluster,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
K-Klass,
The Tremeloes,
FM Einheit,
Terrestrial Tones,
Sun City Girls,
Jesper Dahlback, Jesper Dahlback, Jesper Dahlback, Jesper Dahlback.
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.