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 Canada and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Delon & Dalcan to the techno kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Vladislav Delay. All the underground hits.
All The Monochrome Set tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Parry Music record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a David Bowie record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Danielle Patucci,
Grey Daturas,
Faraquet,
Davy DMX,
Zapp,
Gil Scott Heron,
Mars,
Suicide,
Isaac Hayes,
Erykah Badu,
Magma,
The Gap Band,
Harpers Bizarre,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Quadrant,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Depeche Mode,
New York Dolls,
Ossler,
Tears for Fears,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Brothers Johnson,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Cluster,
Cheater Slicks,
The Gladiators,
Thompson Twins,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The United States of America,
World's Most,
Maurizio,
Jerry's Kids,
Adolescents,
Soul II Soul,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Monks,
the Sonics,
These Immortal Souls,
The Human League,
Pantytec,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Dave Gahan,
OOIOO,
Rufus Thomas,
the Swans,
The Music Machine,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Residents,
Leonard Cohen,
The Evens,
Tres Demented,
Ralphi Rosario,
Josef K,
Frankie Knuckles,
Mary Jane Girls,
Mark Hollis,
Don Cherry,
Brick,
Scratch Acid,
Soft Cell,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Pagans,
Oneida, Oneida, Oneida, Oneida.
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.