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 Japan and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 808 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 Groovy Waters to the crunk 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 Gang Green. All the underground hits.
All Alton Ellis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scratch Acid 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Barracudas record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nick Fraelich,
Circle Jerks,
Amon Düül II,
John Lydon,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Roger Hodgson,
The Dave Clark Five,
Adolescents,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Sonic Youth,
Can,
Smog,
Parry Music,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Kenny Larkin,
Deadbeat,
The Dead C,
Thee Headcoats,
Lebanon Hanover,
Marc Almond,
Fela Kuti,
ABBA,
Rapeman,
Bootsy Collins,
Black Flag,
Sun City Girls,
Black Moon,
The Beau Brummels,
Kayak,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Moody Blues,
Soft Machine,
Accadde A,
AZ,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Urselle,
Au Pairs,
Depeche Mode,
Joensuu 1685,
Chris Corsano,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The United States of America,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Gang Starr,
Toni Rubio,
Slick Rick,
the Bar-Kays,
Idris Muhammad,
Todd Rundgren,
Harmonia,
LL Cool J,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Average White Band,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Residents,
Quando Quango,
Junior Murvin,
Michelle Simonal,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Juan Atkins,
Rod Modell, Rod Modell, Rod Modell, Rod Modell.
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.