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 Romania and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 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 Ituana 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 Fall. All the underground hits.
All The Real Kids tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fuzztones record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 an arpeggiator and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Saints record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Aswad,
Kenny Larkin,
Echospace,
Donald Byrd,
The Fuzztones,
Scratch Acid,
Lou Reed,
The Blues Magoos,
Bobby Sherman,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Main Source,
Motorama,
Erykah Badu,
The Cure,
The Young Rascals,
John Foxx,
Oneida,
Maurizio,
Mary Jane Girls,
Sexual Harrassment,
Harry Pussy,
Terry Callier,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Blake Baxter,
Lower 48,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Crime,
Second Layer,
X-Ray Spex,
Television,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Index,
Aaron Thompson,
Fela Kuti,
Clear Light,
Kaleidoscope,
PIL,
Derrick May,
John Cale,
Eurythmics,
Simply Red,
Black Sheep,
The Birthday Party,
Juan Atkins,
Black Bananas,
This Heat,
Derrick Morgan,
Big Daddy Kane,
Stetsasonic,
Erasure,
Negative Approach,
Johnny Clarke,
Stockholm Monsters,
Tears for Fears,
D'Angelo,
Ornette Coleman,
cv313,
8 Eyed Spy,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
the Soft Cell, the Soft Cell, the Soft Cell, the Soft Cell.
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.