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 Luxembourg and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Spokane.
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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Black Dice to the rap 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 Kurtis Blow. All the underground hits.
All Byron Stingily tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Japan 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joe Smooth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jacob Miller,
The Invisible,
Josef K,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Susan Cadogan,
Yazoo,
Bizarre Inc.,
CMW,
Letta Mbulu,
Toni Rubio,
Scion,
Terrestrial Tones,
Kenny Larkin,
New Age Steppers,
Alison Limerick,
Flamin' Groovies,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Jandek,
Severed Heads,
Sixth Finger,
Von Mondo,
Thompson Twins,
The Move,
The Slackers,
Pantaleimon,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
A Certain Ratio,
The Smiths,
Guru Guru,
The Vogues,
Cybotron,
La Düsseldorf,
Minnie Riperton,
Monks,
Interpol,
Leonard Cohen,
Lakeside,
Davy DMX,
Lalann,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Soul II Soul,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Gang of Four,
Crooked Eye,
Flash Fearless,
Derrick Morgan,
Faraquet,
The Moody Blues,
Harmonia,
Blancmange,
Adolescents,
Pere Ubu,
the Human League,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Five Americans,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
X-Ray Spex,
the Bar-Kays,
Sonic Youth, Sonic Youth, Sonic Youth, Sonic Youth.
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.