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 Micronesia and from Cairo.
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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Lagos.
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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Rhythim Is Rhythim to the dance 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 cv313. All the underground hits.
All Echo & the Bunnymen tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ludus 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Subhumans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scan 7,
The Searchers,
Moebius,
Sonic Youth,
Can,
Youth Brigade,
Pussy Galore,
In Retrospect,
Hoover,
Spandau Ballet,
Schoolly D,
The Barracudas,
The Residents,
Terrestrial Tones,
Vladislav Delay,
Bronski Beat,
Darondo,
ABBA,
Marshall Jefferson,
Dawn Penn,
T.S.O.L.,
The Gap Band,
Qualms,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Minor Threat,
Scion,
X-102,
The J.B.'s,
Popol Vuh,
Steve Hackett,
Ronan,
Shuggie Otis,
Morten Harket,
Dead Boys,
Albert Ayler,
Rapeman,
Soul Sonic Force,
Tubeway Army,
Crash Course in Science,
Faust,
Roxy Music,
Frankie Knuckles,
Dennis Brown,
Alphaville,
Rites of Spring,
Easy Going,
Joy Division,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Smog,
Eli Mardock,
Sun City Girls,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Grauzone,
Sällskapet,
Avey Tare,
Stereo Dub,
Depeche Mode,
The Electric Prunes,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Unrelated Segments, Unrelated Segments, Unrelated Segments, Unrelated Segments.
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.