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 Mozambique and from Lille.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Gian Franco Pienzio to the grime 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 Lou Reed & John Cale. All the underground hits.
All Main Source tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bush Tetras 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joy Division record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lou Christie,
Make Up,
Mary Jane Girls,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Bob Dylan,
New Order,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Dave Gahan,
T. Rex,
Warren Ellis,
Marmalade,
The Music Machine,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Crime,
Gabor Szabo,
Glambeats Corp.,
Crispian St. Peters,
EPMD,
Ituana,
Ultra Naté,
Panda Bear,
David Axelrod,
The Skatalites,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Scott Walker,
Rufus Thomas,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Doors,
Mantronix,
Arab on Radar,
Pagans,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Robert Görl,
Albert Ayler,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Cecil Taylor,
Stockholm Monsters,
Ponytail,
Thee Headcoats,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Brand Nubian,
The Fuzztones,
The Shadows of Knight,
Robert Hood,
Faust,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
X-101,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Nick Fraelich,
The Walker Brothers,
Bill Near,
Urselle,
Davy DMX,
The Neon Judgement,
Gastr Del Sol,
Sex Pistols,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Blackbyrds,
Carl Craig,
Groovy Waters, Groovy Waters, Groovy Waters, Groovy Waters.
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.