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 Italy and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Detroit Cobras to the techno kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 John Cale. All the underground hits.
All Depeche Mode tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Dave Clark Five record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Names record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Susan Cadogan,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Barbara Tucker,
Neu!,
Essential Logic,
Deadbeat,
Massinfluence,
Inner City,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Bill Near,
Roger Hodgson,
Saccharine Trust,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Rakim,
Schoolly D,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Thee Headcoats,
Icehouse,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Terry Callier,
Surgeon,
Alphaville,
Sun Ra,
The Count Five,
New Order,
Young Marble Giants,
Drexciya,
Quando Quango,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Doobie Brothers,
D'Angelo,
Gang Green,
Masters at Work,
Malaria!,
Radiopuhelimet,
R.M.O.,
The Doors,
Arthur Verocai,
Robert Görl,
Cybotron,
Bluetip,
Minnie Riperton,
Khruangbin,
Slick Rick,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Remains,
Aloha Tigers,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Ohio Players,
Todd Rundgren,
Bad Manners,
The Sonics,
Gong,
Fear,
Barry Ungar,
Whodini,
The Associates,
Infiniti,
Sonic Youth,
Reagan Youth, Reagan Youth, Reagan Youth, Reagan Youth.
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.