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 Latvia and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 linndrum 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 Niagra to the funk 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 Livin' Joy. All the underground hits.
All Ultravox tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Crooked Eye record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 an oboe and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Associates record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
ABC,
Sound Behaviour,
Derrick May,
Cybotron,
Parry Music,
Black Bananas,
Fluxion,
Duran Duran,
Deakin,
Juan Atkins,
Au Pairs,
Das Ding,
Oneida,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Real Kids,
Essential Logic,
X-101,
Mission of Burma,
Cameo,
Masters at Work,
Circle Jerks,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Eric Copeland,
T. Rex,
Nas,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Hasil Adkins,
Althea and Donna,
Lucky Dragons,
Lalann,
Lou Reed,
Hardrive,
The Invisible,
Neu!,
Pantytec,
Drive Like Jehu,
Gang Gang Dance,
a-ha,
The Gories,
Model 500,
Intrusion,
Scion,
Cecil Taylor,
Graham Central Station,
Albert Ayler,
Michelle Simonal,
Fear,
Arthur Verocai,
Skaos,
Iggy Pop,
Hashim,
Crispy Ambulance,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Henry Cow,
Minutemen,
Fifty Foot Hose,
DJ Sneak,
Camouflage,
Robert Hood,
The Moleskins, The Moleskins, The Moleskins, The Moleskins.
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.