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 Guatemala and from Taipei.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 Bootsy's Rubber Band to the disco kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Au Pairs. All the underground hits.
All The Electric Prunes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roxy Music record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro 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?
The Knickerbockers,
This Heat,
Robert Görl,
JFA,
David McCallum,
Pulsallama,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Mad Mike,
Little Man,
Idris Muhammad,
The Offenders,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Vainqueur,
Das Ding,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Eden Ahbez,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Sandy B,
Audionom,
Darondo,
ABC,
Rotary Connection,
Black Moon,
Marvin Gaye,
H. Thieme,
Fluxion,
Surgeon,
Rod Modell,
World's Most,
Letta Mbulu,
Morten Harket,
Warsaw,
The Angels of Light,
Harpers Bizarre,
Spoonie Gee,
the Sonics,
Alphaville,
Agitation Free,
Masters at Work,
The Slackers,
Connie Case,
KRS-One,
Q65,
Kayak,
Kas Product,
Sonny Sharrock,
Sam Rivers,
Eddi Front,
Gregory Isaacs,
Erasure,
Alton Ellis,
Moebius,
Faust,
Kool Moe Dee,
Peter & Gordon,
Ultimate Spinach,
Blake Baxter,
Gichy Dan,
Lindisfarne,
Minutemen,
Altered Images,
The Real Kids,
Yazoo,
Tim Buckley,
Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal.
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.