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 Togo and from Seoul.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the 808 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 Cecil Taylor to the dance 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 Jerry's Kids. All the underground hits.
All Bluetip tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Litter record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 808 and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ultimate Spinach record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Zero Boys,
Television,
Anthony Braxton,
Sex Pistols,
L. Decosne,
The Alarm Clocks,
Deadbeat,
JFA,
Agent Orange,
Darondo,
Black Flag,
Joe Finger,
Fat Boys,
Patti Smith,
The Invisible,
Faust,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Bob Dylan,
the Germs,
Bobby Womack,
Bill Wells,
Stereo Dub,
Jeff Mills,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Isaac Hayes,
Frankie Knuckles,
World's Most,
Yaz,
Flamin' Groovies,
Todd Terry,
Animal Collective,
Maurizio,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Names,
Stetsasonic,
H. Thieme,
Popol Vuh,
The Electric Prunes,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Alison Limerick,
Joy Division,
The Black Dice,
10cc,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Intrusion,
Gerry Rafferty,
Circle Jerks,
Alice Coltrane,
Throbbing Gristle,
MC5,
Marc Almond,
The Real Kids,
Bootsy Collins,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Nik Kershaw,
Rekid,
Aaron Thompson,
Nation of Ulysses,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs.
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.