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 Bahamas and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 güiro 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 Invisible to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Sonics. All the underground hits.
All Steve Hackett tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sad Lovers and Giants record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 808 and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tom Boy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Groovy Waters,
Scott Walker,
The Zeros,
Babytalk,
Glambeats Corp.,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Max Romeo,
Janne Schatter,
the Germs,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Pierre Henry,
Juan Atkins,
Nas,
Gichy Dan,
Sight & Sound,
Jandek,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Suicide,
Talk Talk,
Depeche Mode,
Lou Reed,
Panda Bear,
The Misunderstood,
Big Daddy Kane,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Offenders,
John Coltrane,
Circle Jerks,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Whodini,
Angry Samoans,
Susan Cadogan,
Y Pants,
Kayak,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Cameo,
The Doobie Brothers,
The United States of America,
The Litter,
The Evens,
Darondo,
Hoover,
a-ha,
The Birthday Party,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Spoonie Gee,
Michelle Simonal,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Quando Quango,
Public Image Ltd.,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
T. Rex,
Chrome,
Das Ding,
Boogie Down Productions,
Tres Demented,
Marcia Griffiths,
Sound Behaviour,
Moby Grape,
The Remains,
Arthur Verocai,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon.
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.