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 Azerbaijan and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 Stockholm and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the mellotron 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 a-ha to the electroclash 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 Mandrill. All the underground hits.
All John Foxx tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Flash Fearless record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 theremin and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Blancmange record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Saccharine Trust,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Moleskins,
The Litter,
Gang of Four,
the Slits,
The Slits,
John Holt,
Camouflage,
Brass Construction,
Barclay James Harvest,
Pole,
PIL,
The Moody Blues,
Bauhaus,
Minny Pops,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Idris Muhammad,
Derrick May,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
kango's stein massive,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Tim Buckley,
Arthur Verocai,
Crime,
New Order,
Echospace,
The Dave Clark Five,
T. Rex,
Chris Corsano,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Hoover,
Gang Starr,
Lightning Bolt,
Connie Case,
the Bar-Kays,
Kerrie Biddell,
Archie Shepp,
Lebanon Hanover,
These Immortal Souls,
Mark Hollis,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Sonics,
Amon Düül,
John Cale,
Sun Ra,
DJ Sneak,
Fluxion,
Bronski Beat,
Quadrant,
10cc,
One Last Wish,
Neu!,
The Star Department,
Minutemen,
Bobby Byrd,
Piero Umiliani,
Anakelly,
The Cowsills,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Jesus and Mary Chain, The Jesus and Mary Chain, The Jesus and Mary Chain, The Jesus and Mary Chain.
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.