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 Nigeria and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise show in London.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 linndrum 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 MC5 to the grime 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 Eli Mardock. All the underground hits.
All The Doors tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scion 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Dave Clark Five record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rufus Thomas,
The New Christs,
Faust,
Wings,
The Leaves,
Joey Negro,
The Gun Club,
Little Man,
Ronan,
The Residents,
the Sonics,
Neil Young,
Skarface,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Niagra,
Donny Hathaway,
Dawn Penn,
The Velvet Underground,
Lee Hazlewood,
Rhythm & Sound,
DNA,
The Barracudas,
Boredoms,
Janne Schatter,
Rod Modell,
Index,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Shadows of Knight,
Marshall Jefferson,
Radiohead,
Bob Dylan,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Kerrie Biddell,
L. Decosne,
Joensuu 1685,
The Move,
Monolake,
The Fire Engines,
The Red Krayola,
Thompson Twins,
Ornette Coleman,
Cal Tjader,
The Five Americans,
Public Enemy,
Gang Gang Dance,
Fela Kuti,
Brass Construction,
Kevin Saunderson,
Tres Demented,
Bobby Sherman,
Scratch Acid,
Leonard Cohen,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Roger Hodgson,
Unwound,
The Index,
Flash Fearless,
The Slits,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs.
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.