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 United States and from Calgary.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Pierre Henry to the dance kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Chrome. All the underground hits.
All Toni Rubio tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lyres 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ohio Players record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Television Personalities,
Joyce Sims,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Angels of Light,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Maleditus Sound,
James Chance & The Contortions,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
China Crisis,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Buckinghams,
Jimmy McGriff,
Icehouse,
Young Marble Giants,
The Fire Engines,
Accadde A,
DJ Sneak,
Brand Nubian,
Barclay James Harvest,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Youth Brigade,
Ultravox,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Royal Trux,
Infiniti,
Oblivians,
The Leaves,
Quantec,
Tropical Tobacco,
Soft Machine,
T.S.O.L.,
James White and The Blacks,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Bang On A Can,
Tom Boy,
Scratch Acid,
Eve St. Jones,
a-ha,
Curtis Mayfield,
LL Cool J,
Camouflage,
Procol Harum,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Brick,
Soul Sonic Force,
Eddi Front,
Subhumans,
F. McDonald,
Radio Birdman,
Yaz,
Henry Cow,
Adolescents,
Soul II Soul,
Absolute Body Control,
The Cowsills,
Bob Dylan,
Nick Fraelich,
Robert Görl,
Thee Headcoats,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch.
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.