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 Cyprus and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Fear to the disco kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 ABBA. All the underground hits.
All The Slackers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Arab on Radar record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Raincoats record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gastr Del Sol,
The Martian,
Bush Tetras,
Skaos,
Graham Central Station,
Soul Sonic Force,
Aswad,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Hardrive,
Judy Mowatt,
Hasil Adkins,
L. Decosne,
Severed Heads,
Rotary Connection,
Minutemen,
Sarah Menescal,
Todd Terry,
Fad Gadget,
Scientists,
Yaz,
Sandy B,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Easy Going,
Second Layer,
Grauzone,
Kool Moe Dee,
Connie Case,
X-102,
The Standells,
Bronski Beat,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
the Bar-Kays,
Bizarre Inc.,
Stetsasonic,
The Gladiators,
Simply Red,
The Vogues,
Deakin,
Blossom Toes,
Delta 5,
Alphaville,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Metal Thangz,
June of 44,
Monolake,
Gregory Isaacs,
Joe Smooth,
Johnny Osbourne,
R.M.O.,
Warsaw,
The Sound,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Mission of Burma,
Shuggie Otis,
New Age Steppers,
Black Flag,
Ten City,
Godley & Creme,
Electric Prunes,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Walker Brothers,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Cure, The Cure, The Cure, The Cure.
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.