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 Qatar and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Move to the grunge 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 The Young Rascals tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Johnny Clarke record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 snare and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bauhaus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Chris & Cosey,
Ronnie Foster,
Man Parrish,
Al Stewart,
Sparks,
Roxy Music,
Pussy Galore,
Marcia Griffiths,
Interpol,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Moby Grape,
Tres Demented,
Barry Ungar,
Ludus,
Dual Sessions,
These Immortal Souls,
Albert Ayler,
Niagra,
Frankie Knuckles,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Subhumans,
The Modern Lovers,
Matthew Bourne,
Tears for Fears,
Pantytec,
Guru Guru,
Malaria!,
Hasil Adkins,
Model 500,
Ornette Coleman,
the Fania All-Stars,
DJ Sneak,
Silicon Teens,
The Seeds,
Dead Boys,
Drexciya,
The Blues Magoos,
FM Einheit,
Mark Hollis,
Lalo Schifrin,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Bluetip,
Barrington Levy,
Delon & Dalcan,
Slick Rick,
Jesper Dahlback,
Vainqueur,
Flipper,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Pop Group,
Lucky Dragons,
Gichy Dan,
One Last Wish,
Piero Umiliani,
Johnny Osbourne,
Tomorrow,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
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.