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 Nigeria and from Lille.
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 1962 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Tokyo.
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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Blossom Toes to the crunk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Scion. All the underground hits.
All Trumans Water tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every June Days record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Groovy Waters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lebanon Hanover,
Dave Gahan,
Rekid,
OOIOO,
Amon Düül,
Crispian St. Peters,
Tubeway Army,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Half Japanese,
The Durutti Column,
Eddi Front,
the Sonics,
Sun City Girls,
Popol Vuh,
The Star Department,
Terrestrial Tones,
Don Cherry,
New York Dolls,
Donald Byrd,
Pagans,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Sisters of Mercy,
John Foxx,
Stereo Dub,
X-Ray Spex,
Wolf Eyes,
Eurythmics,
Dorothy Ashby,
EPMD,
Byron Stingily,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Wire,
Lungfish,
Talk Talk,
The Techniques,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Aloha Tigers,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Real Kids,
Prince Buster,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Marvin Gaye,
8 Eyed Spy,
Neu!,
The Angels of Light,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Alison Limerick,
The Mummies,
Index,
The United States of America,
Excepter,
Maurizio,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Moss Icon,
Visage,
Crooked Eye,
Babytalk,
Flipper,
Neil Young,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron.
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.