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 Finland and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron 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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 chamberlin 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 Motorama to the disco kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Jerry Gold Smith. All the underground hits.
All The Dave Clark Five tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scientists record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lalann record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
K-Klass,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Birthday Party,
Jacob Miller,
Oneida,
Japan,
Robert Görl,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Human League,
Section 25,
Can,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Kaleidoscope,
The Cramps,
Brick,
Funky Four + One,
Howard Jones,
Jandek,
The Wake,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Victims,
The Gun Club,
Graham Central Station,
Pantaleimon,
Flipper,
Sister Nancy,
Radio Birdman,
Letta Mbulu,
Grauzone,
Glenn Branca,
The Misunderstood,
Thompson Twins,
Desert Stars,
The Cowsills,
The Divine Comedy,
Bizarre Inc.,
The J.B.'s,
Wings,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Agitation Free,
Audionom,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Crispy Ambulance,
Scratch Acid,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The American Breed,
World's Most,
Skaos,
The Blues Magoos,
Accadde A,
Girls At Our Best!,
Grey Daturas,
China Crisis,
Moss Icon,
Talk Talk,
The Sonics,
Chrome,
Lou Christie,
Rekid,
The Fire Engines,
Babytalk,
Sonny Sharrock, Sonny Sharrock, Sonny Sharrock, Sonny Sharrock.
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.