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 Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Zapp to the electroclash 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 Bob Dylan. All the underground hits.
All AZ tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dave Gahan 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bob Dylan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
New York Dolls,
Erasure,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Duran Duran,
Hot Snakes,
John Cale,
The Detroit Cobras,
John Foxx,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Susan Cadogan,
Young Marble Giants,
Curtis Mayfield,
Jacob Miller,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Glenn Branca,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Terrestrial Tones,
Lucky Dragons,
Visage,
Ituana,
Scott Walker,
Crooked Eye,
Todd Rundgren,
James White and The Blacks,
Little Man,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Desert Stars,
These Immortal Souls,
Scan 7,
Joy Division,
Rapeman,
Alton Ellis,
Morten Harket,
Electric Prunes,
H. Thieme,
Mary Jane Girls,
Flipper,
Brass Construction,
Terry Callier,
Chris Corsano,
James Chance & The Contortions,
DJ Sneak,
FM Einheit,
The Move,
Boredoms,
The Blues Magoos,
Dennis Brown,
The Shadows of Knight,
Severed Heads,
One Last Wish,
New Age Steppers,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Television Personalities,
Audionom,
Oblivians,
Blossom Toes,
Sam Rivers,
The Dave Clark Five,
Sun City Girls,
Hashim, Hashim, Hashim, Hashim.
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.