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 East Timor and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Interpol to the funk 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 Eric Copeland. All the underground hits.
All Scientists tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Amon Düül record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fatback Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Happenings,
The Fortunes,
Slick Rick,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Gang Gang Dance,
Marine Girls,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Knickerbockers,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Dawn Penn,
Groovy Waters,
Monks,
The Velvet Underground,
Moby Grape,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
DJ Style,
Jeff Mills,
Crispy Ambulance,
Cybotron,
the Germs,
Ronan,
Joensuu 1685,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Martian,
The Smiths,
The Blues Magoos,
Yaz,
The Fuzztones,
Dead Boys,
Grey Daturas,
Aaron Thompson,
Deakin,
Dave Gahan,
Eden Ahbez,
MC5,
Juan Atkins,
Rhythm & Sound,
Oneida,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Albert Ayler,
Robert Wyatt,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Kinks,
Crime,
Parry Music,
Inner City,
Goldenarms,
Swell Maps,
Theoretical Girls,
Ultra Naté,
Depeche Mode,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Visage,
This Heat,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Chrome,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Toni Rubio,
John Foxx,
Althea and Donna,
the Association,
Siglo XX, Siglo XX, Siglo XX, Siglo XX.
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.