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 Afghanistan and from Lagos.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Deakin to the techno 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 The Cure. All the underground hits.
All Kool Moe Dee tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scion 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Amon Düül record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Depeche Mode,
R.M.O.,
EPMD,
Josef K,
The Angels of Light,
Minor Threat,
June Days,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
L. Decosne,
In Retrospect,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Victims,
The Divine Comedy,
Alphaville,
Sunsets and Hearts,
This Heat,
Bizarre Inc.,
the Slits,
Shoche,
The Happenings,
The Young Rascals,
Joensuu 1685,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Motions,
Albert Ayler,
Jesper Dahlback,
Archie Shepp,
Scientists,
Cecil Taylor,
World's Most,
Essential Logic,
Intrusion,
Grandmaster Flash,
FM Einheit,
the Association,
Marcia Griffiths,
Scrapy,
Colin Newman,
Black Sheep,
Suburban Knight,
kango's stein massive,
These Immortal Souls,
Dual Sessions,
Derrick Morgan,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Selecter,
Maurizio,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Knickerbockers,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Ludus,
Amazonics,
Lower 48,
Half Japanese,
Althea and Donna,
Peter and Kerry,
David Axelrod,
Matthew Bourne,
Rod Modell,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Techniques, The Techniques, The Techniques, The Techniques.
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.