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 Antigua and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron 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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Lou Reed & John Cale to the jazz kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 The Barracudas. All the underground hits.
All Procol Harum tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Janne Schatter record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 clarinet and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Sonics record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Normal,
Skriet,
Public Enemy,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Johnny Osbourne,
Second Layer,
The Sonics,
Swell Maps,
John Foxx,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Connie Case,
Massinfluence,
Dawn Penn,
Cybotron,
Panda Bear,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Vogues,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Sarah Menescal,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Chris & Cosey,
Quadrant,
Duran Duran,
Radiopuhelimet,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Kenny Larkin,
Hasil Adkins,
Dual Sessions,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Slave,
Nico,
Piero Umiliani,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Das Ding,
Prince Buster,
Lightning Bolt,
PIL,
Essential Logic,
Country Teasers,
Eyeless In Gaza,
the Bar-Kays,
John Lydon,
Newcleus,
The American Breed,
8 Eyed Spy,
Lower 48,
Zero Boys,
Soulsonic Force,
Fear,
Jacques Brel,
Nick Fraelich,
Donny Hathaway,
The Fugs,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Banda Bassotti,
Johnny Clarke,
Lungfish,
Camouflage,
Anthony Braxton,
The Golliwogs,
The Leaves,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Guru Guru,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz.
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.