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 Jamaica and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 guitar 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 The Zeros to the grime kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Pulsallama. All the underground hits.
All The Golliwogs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Junior Murvin record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 mellotron and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aswad record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marshall Jefferson,
The Music Machine,
Pylon,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Livin' Joy,
Surgeon,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Dawn Penn,
Smog,
The Grass Roots,
Quadrant,
Amon Düül II,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Audionom,
Yazoo,
The Young Rascals,
The Trojans,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Sonics,
Marmalade,
Adolescents,
Lindisfarne,
Gabor Szabo,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
It's A Beautiful Day,
John Foxx,
EPMD,
Rhythm & Sound,
Japan,
James White and The Blacks,
Aural Exciters,
Sugar Minott,
Brick,
Eli Mardock,
Young Marble Giants,
the Sonics,
The Victims,
The Barracudas,
8 Eyed Spy,
Jawbox,
Man Eating Sloth,
Black Pus,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Arthur Verocai,
Unwound,
Wally Richardson,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Gang Starr,
Niagra,
Subhumans,
Arab on Radar,
The United States of America,
Joey Negro,
Mars,
Eric Copeland,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Index,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Glambeats Corp.,
Sight & Sound,
Hasil Adkins,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane.
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.