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 Costa Rica and from Paris.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Rosa Yemen to the punk 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 CMW. All the underground hits.
All F. McDonald tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Niagra record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 a 808 and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Essential Logic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nick Fraelich,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Public Enemy,
Sexual Harrassment,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Excepter,
Altered Images,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Velvet Underground,
DNA,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Gichy Dan,
Chris & Cosey,
Aloha Tigers,
Bizarre Inc.,
Eric B and Rakim,
Ohio Players,
Jeff Mills,
Dead Boys,
Fatback Band,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Saccharine Trust,
Oneida,
Don Cherry,
Bush Tetras,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Barracudas,
Black Pus,
Anakelly,
In Retrospect,
Country Teasers,
The Modern Lovers,
Marc Almond,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Kevin Saunderson,
Deakin,
Susan Cadogan,
The Move,
Circle Jerks,
Johnny Clarke,
Khruangbin,
Chris Corsano,
Gregory Isaacs,
Soul II Soul,
Lalo Schifrin,
Max Romeo,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Warsaw,
Wally Richardson,
K-Klass,
Sixth Finger,
The Flesh Eaters,
Janne Schatter,
John Coltrane,
the Soft Cell,
Pole,
Pantytec,
The New Christs,
Bronski Beat,
Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!.
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.