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 Netherlands and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Dennis Brown to the dance kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Dennis Brown. All the underground hits.
All The Black Dice tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tim Buckley 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Stooges record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Swell Maps,
Flipper,
Aloha Tigers,
Grandmaster Flash,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Fatback Band,
Saccharine Trust,
Sandy B,
Liliput,
Man Parrish,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Rakim,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Monks,
Wolf Eyes,
Kevin Saunderson,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Reagan Youth,
The Black Dice,
Loose Ends,
Pole,
Minny Pops,
The Pop Group,
Little Man,
Ice-T,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Evens,
Al Stewart,
Soulsonic Force,
The Shadows of Knight,
Mo-Dettes,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Barbara Tucker,
Au Pairs,
Darondo,
Vainqueur,
Minnie Riperton,
Albert Ayler,
the Human League,
The American Breed,
The Vogues,
Joe Smooth,
The Wake,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Eurythmics,
Tommy Roe,
Ten City,
Laurel Aitken,
The Moleskins,
Johnny Osbourne,
Dave Gahan,
Maurizio,
Camberwell Now,
Matthew Bourne,
JFA,
Grauzone,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Electric Prunes,
Supertramp,
kango's stein massive,
Cybotron, Cybotron, Cybotron, Cybotron.
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.