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 Moldova and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 Holger Czukay 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 Dave Clark Five to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Barry Ungar. All the underground hits.
All Tears for Fears tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Todd Terry 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 a spring reverb and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a It's A Beautiful Day record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Tears for Fears,
David Bowie,
CMW,
Gregory Isaacs,
The United States of America,
Ludus,
Blake Baxter,
Franke,
Aaron Thompson,
John Cale,
The Beau Brummels,
Grey Daturas,
Harpers Bizarre,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Crispian St. Peters,
Sparks,
Loose Ends,
Delta 5,
The Grass Roots,
The Residents,
MDC,
Peter & Gordon,
The Fall,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Raincoats,
Donny Hathaway,
a-ha,
Erasure,
Pylon,
Bob Dylan,
Panda Bear,
Oneida,
Quadrant,
Maurizio,
Agent Orange,
Zero Boys,
The Fortunes,
Rufus Thomas,
Clear Light,
Yusef Lateef,
The Birthday Party,
New York Dolls,
Subhumans,
Mark Hollis,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Fear,
The Buckinghams,
Groovy Waters,
Young Marble Giants,
The Angels of Light,
X-101,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Crispy Ambulance,
Eden Ahbez,
Black Moon,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Pulsallama,
The Slits,
Stockholm Monsters,
Boz Scaggs,
Technova,
Thompson Twins, Thompson Twins, Thompson Twins, Thompson Twins.
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.