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 Singapore and from Spokane.
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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 synthesizer 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 Sarah Menescal to the techno kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Little Man. All the underground hits.
All The Gun Club tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ultra Naté 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flamin' Groovies record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alphaville,
Grauzone,
Rufus Thomas,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Skarface,
Lou Reed,
Barbara Tucker,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Tommy Roe,
Mission of Burma,
La Düsseldorf,
Basic Channel,
The Velvet Underground,
Lalann,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Cramps,
Young Marble Giants,
Dawn Penn,
Eli Mardock,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
the Normal,
Tears for Fears,
H. Thieme,
The Victims,
Nas,
Boredoms,
Isaac Hayes,
Sound Behaviour,
ABC,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Monks,
Wolf Eyes,
Vainqueur,
Soul II Soul,
Traffic Nightmare,
Radiopuhelimet,
Crispy Ambulance,
These Immortal Souls,
The Busters,
UT,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Bizarre Inc.,
Robert Wyatt,
Maleditus Sound,
Camberwell Now,
DJ Style,
Skriet,
Sparks,
The Birthday Party,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Frankie Knuckles,
Deepchord,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Flesh Eaters,
Ronan,
Minnie Riperton,
This Heat,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Gang Green,
Depeche Mode, Depeche Mode, Depeche Mode, Depeche Mode.
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.