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 Botswana and from Seoul.
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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Names to the dance kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Yazoo. All the underground hits.
All Donald Byrd tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Selecter record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Index record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pet Shop Boys,
Au Pairs,
The J.B.'s,
Royal Trux,
Cybotron,
Jeff Lynne,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Fire Engines,
Leonard Cohen,
Warsaw,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Flash Fearless,
Anakelly,
Lightning Bolt,
Malaria!,
Lebanon Hanover,
New York Dolls,
Yellowson,
Skarface,
Girls At Our Best!,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Skatalites,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Electric Prunes,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Howard Jones,
Clear Light,
Prince Buster,
Zero Boys,
John Coltrane,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Brothers Johnson,
Youth Brigade,
Hot Snakes,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
MC5,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Real Kids,
the Germs,
Country Teasers,
The Dave Clark Five,
Blancmange,
Khruangbin,
cv313,
Oblivians,
David Bowie,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Lungfish,
Derrick Morgan,
Sister Nancy,
The Detroit Cobras,
Hardrive,
Matthew Bourne,
Slick Rick,
The Sound,
Cymande,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Larry & the Blue Notes, Larry & the Blue Notes, Larry & the Blue Notes, Larry & the Blue Notes.
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.