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 Indonesia and from Sao Paulo.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 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 Michelle Simonal to the rap kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Anakelly. All the underground hits.
All Aloha Tigers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Traffic Nightmare record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Girls At Our Best! record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Vainqueur,
Letta Mbulu,
The Zeros,
Mars,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
World's Most,
DJ Style,
PIL,
Liliput,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Lakeside,
Moby Grape,
Avey Tare,
La Düsseldorf,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
ABBA,
Reuben Wilson,
This Heat,
Scion,
Lyres,
cv313,
Fugazi,
Qualms,
Model 500,
Black Pus,
Bobby Womack,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Johnny Clarke,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Eurythmics,
Steve Hackett,
Eden Ahbez,
Can,
Crooked Eye,
Trumans Water,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Remains,
Gichy Dan,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Ten City,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Loose Ends,
Alphaville,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
David Axelrod,
The Red Krayola,
Black Moon,
Chris & Cosey,
Slave,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Bizarre Inc.,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Chrome,
The Monochrome Set,
Yellowson,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Black Dice,
8 Eyed Spy,
Banda Bassotti,
Pantytec, Pantytec, Pantytec, Pantytec.
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.