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 Seychelles and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 spring reverb 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 Lungfish to the techno kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 EPMD. All the underground hits.
All K-Klass tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Invisible record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Index 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 Count Five,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Stooges,
Peter and Kerry,
MC5,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Victims,
The Names,
Quantec,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Pharoah Sanders,
10cc,
Mandrill,
Nirvana,
World's Most,
Jacob Miller,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Traffic Nightmare,
Groovy Waters,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Symarip,
Brick,
Model 500,
Audionom,
The Moleskins,
Vladislav Delay,
Sonic Youth,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Clear Light,
Harmonia,
Chrome,
F. McDonald,
a-ha,
T.S.O.L.,
Boz Scaggs,
Brand Nubian,
T. Rex,
Isaac Hayes,
Lyres,
Cymande,
Jawbox,
L. Decosne,
The New Christs,
Erasure,
Pet Shop Boys,
Ultravox,
Swans,
Rites of Spring,
Grandmaster Flash,
Liliput,
Hot Snakes,
Bobby Byrd,
Hasil Adkins,
Gil Scott Heron,
Derrick May,
Maleditus Sound,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Motorama,
Zero Boys,
Blake Baxter,
The Modern Lovers,
Skriet,
Ultimate Spinach, Ultimate Spinach, Ultimate Spinach, Ultimate Spinach.
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.