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 Djibouti and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 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 Index to the funk 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 Delon & Dalcan. All the underground hits.
All Rhythim Is Rhythim tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Mummies record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scrapy 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?
Soul Sonic Force,
David McCallum,
Mission of Burma,
The Litter,
Make Up,
Amon Düül II,
Joe Smooth,
Mandrill,
Dawn Penn,
the Bar-Kays,
Dave Gahan,
The Fuzztones,
The Victims,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Velvet Underground,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Jawbox,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
48th St. Collective,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Zero Boys,
Livin' Joy,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Lebanon Hanover,
UT,
LL Cool J,
Scott Walker,
Infiniti,
Andrew Hill,
Moebius,
Quantec,
Lucky Dragons,
OOIOO,
The Beau Brummels,
Pole,
The Monochrome Set,
The Associates,
Barry Ungar,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Reagan Youth,
Man Eating Sloth,
Monolake,
Henry Cow,
ABC,
Ralphi Rosario,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Nation of Ulysses,
Q and Not U,
Rekid,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Joey Negro,
Kas Product,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Soft Machine,
Scratch Acid,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Scientists,
The Kinks,
Junior Murvin,
Davy DMX,
Tommy Roe, Tommy Roe, Tommy Roe, Tommy Roe.
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.