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 Armenia and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise show in London.
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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 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 Marc Almond to the funk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Stetsasonic. All the underground hits.
All AZ tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Unwound 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Circle Jerks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Yusef Lateef,
Michelle Simonal,
Brand Nubian,
Anthony Braxton,
Scan 7,
Cybotron,
The Gap Band,
John Holt,
UT,
Little Man,
The Fugs,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Junior Murvin,
Black Pus,
Outsiders,
Vainqueur,
Lou Christie,
Newcleus,
The Slits,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Joey Negro,
Bobby Sherman,
Lee Hazlewood,
Max Romeo,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Saints,
Lalann,
The Modern Lovers,
Rufus Thomas,
Letta Mbulu,
Lou Reed,
JFA,
The Detroit Cobras,
Cymande,
Robert Görl,
Banda Bassotti,
Reagan Youth,
The Toasters,
Gang Green,
Crime,
48th St. Collective,
Byron Stingily,
the Association,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Hot Snakes,
Isaac Hayes,
Reuben Wilson,
Sonic Youth,
T.S.O.L.,
In Retrospect,
Bobby Byrd,
Zapp,
Duran Duran,
Accadde A,
Ronan,
Barrington Levy,
Fugazi,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Pop Group,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Boredoms,
New York Dolls,
Aswad, Aswad, Aswad, Aswad.
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.