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 Gabon and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 organ 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 The Litter to the grime 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 Oneida. All the underground hits.
All Nas tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Davy DMX record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 a spring reverb and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pet Shop Boys record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Neil Young,
The Dave Clark Five,
World's Most,
Boz Scaggs,
Little Man,
Metal Thangz,
New Order,
The Mojo Men,
Crash Course in Science,
Kevin Saunderson,
Silicon Teens,
Archie Shepp,
JFA,
Marcia Griffiths,
Spoonie Gee,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Peter & Gordon,
Gang Gang Dance,
Bootsy Collins,
Black Sheep,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Bobby Byrd,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Stooges,
Bob Dylan,
the Germs,
Toni Rubio,
The Monochrome Set,
Brothers Johnson,
Rakim,
Pere Ubu,
Skriet,
Wally Richardson,
A Certain Ratio,
Das Ding,
Talk Talk,
Funkadelic,
Lungfish,
Boredoms,
Glenn Branca,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Vladislav Delay,
Livin' Joy,
Neu!,
The Move,
Anakelly,
Iggy Pop,
The Residents,
Yaz,
Parry Music,
Barry Ungar,
Sugar Minott,
Dennis Brown,
Swans,
Television Personalities,
The Litter,
Masters at Work,
Spandau Ballet,
Joensuu 1685,
Harry Pussy,
Skaos,
Flash Fearless,
Jeru the Damaja, Jeru the Damaja, Jeru the Damaja, Jeru the Damaja.
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.