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 Ethiopia and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 808 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 The Sonics to the disco 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 Erykah Badu. All the underground hits.
All Yazoo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eddi Front record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a New Order 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?
Gerry Rafferty,
The Residents,
The Skatalites,
Idris Muhammad,
Charles Mingus,
Eli Mardock,
Spoonie Gee,
Marmalade,
A Certain Ratio,
Yellowson,
Bizarre Inc.,
Niagra,
Danielle Patucci,
New York Dolls,
Bang On A Can,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Todd Terry,
Juan Atkins,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
F. McDonald,
Avey Tare,
Fad Gadget,
Lou Reed,
Barrington Levy,
the Swans,
Yusef Lateef,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Amon Düül II,
Pantaleimon,
Simply Red,
Animal Collective,
Pylon,
Public Image Ltd.,
Lungfish,
The Associates,
Essential Logic,
Leonard Cohen,
Technova,
Stereo Dub,
Oblivians,
Joey Negro,
Neu!,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Groovy Waters,
Spandau Ballet,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
John Holt,
Howard Jones,
David McCallum,
T.S.O.L.,
The Last Poets,
Ultimate Spinach,
Minutemen,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
KRS-One,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Harmonia,
Hasil Adkins,
Amon Düül,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Red Krayola,
Negative Approach,
Duran Duran,
Mo-Dettes, Mo-Dettes, Mo-Dettes, Mo-Dettes.
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.