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 Fiji and from Cairo.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 rhodes 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 Jawbox to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Simply Red. All the underground hits.
All Ash Ra Tempel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Subhumans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 a snare and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soft Cell record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Basic Channel,
DJ Style,
Bootsy Collins,
Masters at Work,
Chris Corsano,
The Slackers,
T. Rex,
The American Breed,
Jeff Lynne,
Average White Band,
The Fall,
The Skatalites,
X-102,
Gregory Isaacs,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Surgeon,
Rapeman,
Ronnie Foster,
Sound Behaviour,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Rakim,
The Toasters,
Graham Central Station,
Quadrant,
Reuben Wilson,
Black Bananas,
The Vogues,
Sugar Minott,
The Sonics,
L. Decosne,
Toni Rubio,
Connie Case,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Dennis Brown,
10cc,
F. McDonald,
Robert Görl,
FM Einheit,
Suburban Knight,
Alison Limerick,
Monks,
ABC,
CMW,
Sun Ra,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Al Stewart,
Aswad,
Derrick Morgan,
Erasure,
Matthew Bourne,
Buzzcocks,
Lee Hazlewood,
Donny Hathaway,
Byron Stingily,
Stetsasonic,
Public Enemy,
Lou Christie,
The Raincoats,
Yusef Lateef,
Marmalade,
Lebanon Hanover,
Gian Franco Pienzio, Gian Franco Pienzio, Gian Franco Pienzio, Gian Franco Pienzio.
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.