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 Czech Republic and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 Deepchord to the electroclash 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 Fad Gadget. All the underground hits.
All Guru Guru tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Amazonics 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camouflage record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ultravox,
48th St. Collective,
The Monochrome Set,
Gerry Rafferty,
Flash Fearless,
Rod Modell,
Mars,
Ice-T,
Monks,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Roxy Music,
Charles Mingus,
Model 500,
Scan 7,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Wally Richardson,
Pantytec,
X-Ray Spex,
Simply Red,
Stockholm Monsters,
Quando Quango,
The Gun Club,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
David Axelrod,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Doors,
The Remains,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Dark Day,
Mary Jane Girls,
Terrestrial Tones,
Section 25,
Althea and Donna,
Sandy B,
Sparks,
Laurel Aitken,
Cymande,
Lou Christie,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Bobby Womack,
Amazonics,
Pulsallama,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Skarface,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Sarah Menescal,
Minny Pops,
Loose Ends,
Wire,
Joyce Sims,
L. Decosne,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Severed Heads,
The Slits,
Lou Reed,
The Detroit Cobras, The Detroit Cobras, The Detroit Cobras, The Detroit Cobras.
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.