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 New Zealand and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 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 Peter & Gordon to the dance 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 Eddi Front. All the underground hits.
All The Tremeloes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rotary Connection record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Gap Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Modern Lovers,
The Vogues,
Delta 5,
Jawbox,
Roger Hodgson,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
H. Thieme,
The Associates,
Whodini,
Mo-Dettes,
Thompson Twins,
The Grass Roots,
the Human League,
Ponytail,
Theoretical Girls,
8 Eyed Spy,
Index,
Joy Division,
a-ha,
Soft Machine,
Amazonics,
kango's stein massive,
The Doors,
Bizarre Inc.,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
T.S.O.L.,
Maleditus Sound,
The American Breed,
Mission of Burma,
MDC,
ABBA,
Soft Cell,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Sound,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Smog,
Second Layer,
June Days,
The Black Dice,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Intrusion,
Kerri Chandler,
Organ,
Brand Nubian,
Byron Stingily,
Robert Wyatt,
B.T. Express,
Deadbeat,
Yellowson,
Derrick May,
Godley & Creme,
Altered Images,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Fad Gadget,
Scratch Acid,
Stetsasonic,
Aaron Thompson, Aaron Thompson, Aaron Thompson, Aaron Thompson.
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.