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 San Marino and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 arpeggiator 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 Pole to the disco kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Adolescents. All the underground hits.
All Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hardrive record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Siglo XX record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bluetip,
Harmonia,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
U.S. Maple,
Roxette,
The Gap Band,
Janne Schatter,
The Fuzztones,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Wings,
Black Flag,
Idris Muhammad,
Dave Gahan,
Jeff Mills,
Blake Baxter,
The Happenings,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Monochrome Set,
Lyres,
Japan,
The Techniques,
Fat Boys,
Easy Going,
Minor Threat,
The Barracudas,
The Beau Brummels,
The Mojo Men,
Ice-T,
Stetsasonic,
Oneida,
Ohio Players,
Public Image Ltd.,
Angry Samoans,
Scientists,
Man Parrish,
PIL,
Bootsy Collins,
Todd Rundgren,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Bang On A Can,
Marmalade,
Pantaleimon,
Rosa Yemen,
New Order,
Alton Ellis,
Bill Near,
Yazoo,
The Doobie Brothers,
Althea and Donna,
Ituana,
Pierre Henry,
Kas Product,
Kayak,
Soul II Soul,
Delta 5,
The Saints,
Cybotron,
The Toasters,
David Bowie,
Dennis Brown,
Ossler,
The Alarm Clocks,
Echospace, Echospace, Echospace, Echospace.
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.