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 Philippines and from Lyon.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz to the techno 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 The Invisible. All the underground hits.
All Pierre Henry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fall 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soulsonic Force record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roxy Music,
Swans,
The Wake,
Jacques Brel,
Unwound,
Todd Terry,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Dawn Penn,
Radiopuhelimet,
Zapp,
The Black Dice,
Mantronix,
Erasure,
New Order,
Section 25,
Duran Duran,
Pussy Galore,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Depeche Mode,
Procol Harum,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Eli Mardock,
Gichy Dan,
Lalann,
Mary Jane Girls,
Tommy Roe,
Carl Craig,
Popol Vuh,
London Community Gospel Choir,
X-101,
Harmonia,
The Five Americans,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Brass Construction,
The Alarm Clocks,
Wolf Eyes,
Pet Shop Boys,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Terrestrial Tones,
Black Moon,
Sandy B,
The Invisible,
Oblivians,
D'Angelo,
JFA,
Essential Logic,
Gil Scott Heron,
Inner City,
The Skatalites,
Shuggie Otis,
Gabor Szabo,
Ludus,
Lou Christie,
Gang of Four,
Howard Jones,
Absolute Body Control,
Masters at Work,
Chrome,
Technova,
Ralphi Rosario,
Althea and Donna, Althea and Donna, Althea and Donna, Althea and Donna.
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.