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 Qatar and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 mellotron 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 Vladislav Delay to the rock 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 The Slits. All the underground hits.
All Massinfluence tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every D'Angelo 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Germs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Erykah Badu,
Brand Nubian,
The Barracudas,
Newcleus,
Todd Rundgren,
Con Funk Shun,
Gang Starr,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Gladiators,
The Knickerbockers,
The Searchers,
Nation of Ulysses,
Barrington Levy,
Visage,
Man Eating Sloth,
Echospace,
Gichy Dan,
48th St. Collective,
Spoonie Gee,
Steve Hackett,
The Doobie Brothers,
Brass Construction,
The Motions,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Star Department,
Neu!,
Yazoo,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Banda Bassotti,
Average White Band,
Zapp,
Thee Headcoats,
Bush Tetras,
Yaz,
Au Pairs,
Soft Cell,
Deadbeat,
Hot Snakes,
Mission of Burma,
Monolake,
Marvin Gaye,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Accadde A,
John Holt,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Pagans,
Loose Ends,
Sparks,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Kaleidoscope,
Quantec,
The Offenders,
June of 44,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Oblivians,
Glenn Branca,
Royal Trux,
Black Moon, Black Moon, Black Moon, Black Moon.
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.