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 Mongolia and from New York.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 808 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 Camberwell Now to the rap 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 Rod Modell. All the underground hits.
All Matthew Halsall tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Invisible record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Adolescents,
Buzzcocks,
Erykah Badu,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Ten City,
Lakeside,
Moss Icon,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Procol Harum,
Minutemen,
Anakelly,
The Offenders,
The Slackers,
Cymande,
The Fuzztones,
Brand Nubian,
The Grass Roots,
Scrapy,
Ultra Naté,
James White and The Blacks,
B.T. Express,
Silicon Teens,
Janne Schatter,
Agitation Free,
Minny Pops,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Dual Sessions,
Youth Brigade,
Derrick Morgan,
Hasil Adkins,
New York Dolls,
Moebius,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Sixth Finger,
Clear Light,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
K-Klass,
The Stooges,
Gang Green,
Kevin Saunderson,
the Bar-Kays,
Subhumans,
Vainqueur,
DJ Style,
Chris Corsano,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Beau Brummels,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Hardrive,
Neil Young,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Barclay James Harvest,
Pantytec,
The Names,
The Gun Club,
Sugar Minott,
Neu!,
Blossom Toes,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection.
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.