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 St Lucia and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 spring reverb 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 Birthday Party to the techno kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 The Mummies. All the underground hits.
All Yellowson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bobby Sherman record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sugar Minott record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Massinfluence,
Black Flag,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Moody Blues,
The Durutti Column,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Aloha Tigers,
H. Thieme,
Jawbox,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Goldenarms,
Brick,
Johnny Osbourne,
Eli Mardock,
X-102,
June of 44,
Suicide,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Faraquet,
Grey Daturas,
Kool Moe Dee,
Barrington Levy,
Depeche Mode,
Aural Exciters,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Jerry's Kids,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
a-ha,
Davy DMX,
Byron Stingily,
The Saints,
Lucky Dragons,
The Move,
Black Sheep,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Henry Cow,
Rufus Thomas,
Kerri Chandler,
Letta Mbulu,
Toni Rubio,
Johnny Clarke,
John Coltrane,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Divine Comedy,
Fela Kuti,
MDC,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Funkadelic,
Patti Smith,
Brand Nubian,
KRS-One,
Harpers Bizarre,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Pulsallama,
New Age Steppers,
Oneida,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Gang of Four,
Whodini,
Tears for Fears,
The Wake,
The Young Rascals, The Young Rascals, The Young Rascals, The Young Rascals.
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.