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 Denmark and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Woodstock.
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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Model 500 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 Loose Ends. All the underground hits.
All Warsaw tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Shuggie Otis record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a John Lydon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Visage,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Fad Gadget,
Eurythmics,
Absolute Body Control,
The Grass Roots,
Glambeats Corp.,
Eddi Front,
Piero Umiliani,
Rotary Connection,
Kas Product,
Essential Logic,
Todd Terry,
Scan 7,
Suicide,
Ponytail,
X-102,
Radiopuhelimet,
Ossler,
Echospace,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Mary Jane Girls,
Brand Nubian,
Malaria!,
Amazonics,
New Age Steppers,
Dennis Brown,
Black Moon,
Quantec,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Minny Pops,
the Human League,
Barrington Levy,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Lebanon Hanover,
Gichy Dan,
Das Ding,
Cybotron,
Magazine,
Kerri Chandler,
cv313,
Subhumans,
the Bar-Kays,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Happenings,
David McCallum,
One Last Wish,
Excepter,
Joensuu 1685,
Livin' Joy,
Minutemen,
Yaz,
Pulsallama,
Motorama,
Jawbox,
Make Up,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
D'Angelo,
Shoche,
Junior Murvin,
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.