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 Congo and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 rhodes 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 Eric B and Rakim 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 Gichy Dan. All the underground hits.
All Soft Machine tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Accadde A record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Fuzztones record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fort Wilson Riot,
Chris Corsano,
Silicon Teens,
Skaos,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Grass Roots,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Graham Central Station,
Yusef Lateef,
Kaleidoscope,
a-ha,
Morten Harket,
L. Decosne,
June of 44,
The Knickerbockers,
Eve St. Jones,
Bobby Womack,
Derrick May,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Tommy Roe,
The Real Kids,
Ultra Naté,
H. Thieme,
Outsiders,
MC5,
Lightning Bolt,
Sex Pistols,
Wolf Eyes,
The Dirtbombs,
Bronski Beat,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Skriet,
Lower 48,
Interpol,
Mandrill,
Lebanon Hanover,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Monks,
Adolescents,
Average White Band,
These Immortal Souls,
Gil Scott Heron,
Agitation Free,
Delon & Dalcan,
La Düsseldorf,
The Beau Brummels,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Buzzcocks,
Marine Girls,
The Gories,
Lucky Dragons,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Urselle,
Bobby Sherman,
Pierre Henry,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Iggy Pop,
Ash Ra Tempel,
kango's stein massive,
Pantaleimon,
The Skatalites,
Surgeon,
Rapeman, Rapeman, Rapeman, Rapeman.
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.