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 Tuvalu and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Lakeside to the grime kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Jacques Brel. All the underground hits.
All Television Personalities tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Trojans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 marimba and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aural Exciters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Sonics,
The Happenings,
Khruangbin,
The Associates,
Mars,
Oblivians,
Godley & Creme,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
E-Dancer,
Warsaw,
Moby Grape,
Visage,
Man Parrish,
The Names,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Searchers,
The Remains,
Nirvana,
These Immortal Souls,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Johnny Osbourne,
Minor Threat,
Massinfluence,
The Gladiators,
Black Pus,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Index,
Gichy Dan,
Leonard Cohen,
Aloha Tigers,
Television Personalities,
Cabaret Voltaire,
DJ Style,
Absolute Body Control,
Pere Ubu,
Thompson Twins,
Tim Buckley,
the Swans,
Morten Harket,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Porter Ricks,
Echospace,
Colin Newman,
Circle Jerks,
Monks,
OOIOO,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Kinks,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Dave Clark Five,
Yaz,
Monolake,
Johnny Clarke,
Lucky Dragons,
The Black Dice,
Urselle,
MC5,
Ohio Players,
Metal Thangz,
Matthew Bourne,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme, Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme, Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme, Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme.
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.