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 Nigeria and from Edmonton.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 The Detroit Cobras to the techno kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Ralphi Rosario. All the underground hits.
All Rotary Connection tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Sound record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a E-Dancer record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tommy Roe,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Buzzcocks,
Alphaville,
Moss Icon,
Funkadelic,
Laurel Aitken,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Marvin Gaye,
Clear Light,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Crash Course in Science,
Godley & Creme,
Silicon Teens,
The Happenings,
Gichy Dan,
The Litter,
Pantaleimon,
Public Enemy,
Livin' Joy,
Joyce Sims,
Interpol,
Sällskapet,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Brass Construction,
Tomorrow,
Echospace,
Country Teasers,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Flesh Eaters,
Sarah Menescal,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Chris & Cosey,
Unwound,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
John Cale,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Guru Guru,
The Cure,
The Fugs,
Fluxion,
The Gap Band,
Skriet,
Cluster,
The Tremeloes,
Bob Dylan,
Magma,
Rapeman,
Stereo Dub,
Scientists,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Grey Daturas,
The Human League,
Deadbeat,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
David Bowie,
Flamin' Groovies,
Rekid,
Y Pants,
Radiohead, Radiohead, Radiohead, Radiohead.
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.