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 France and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 snare 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 The J.B.'s to the grime kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel. All the underground hits.
All James White and The Blacks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tubeway Army 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Modern Lovers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Victims,
Bush Tetras,
Glenn Branca,
Severed Heads,
Mo-Dettes,
The Sound,
Prince Buster,
Lucky Dragons,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Echospace,
Brand Nubian,
The Angels of Light,
Erykah Badu,
Magma,
David Bowie,
Grauzone,
David Axelrod,
Whodini,
Groovy Waters,
Surgeon,
Cabaret Voltaire,
PIL,
The Seeds,
Jacob Miller,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Blues Magoos,
Massinfluence,
Piero Umiliani,
Fad Gadget,
The United States of America,
CMW,
8 Eyed Spy,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Minnie Riperton,
Kas Product,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Theoretical Girls,
The Names,
Spandau Ballet,
Pierre Henry,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Trojans,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Doobie Brothers,
Nico,
the Slits,
Youth Brigade,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Chrome,
Sound Behaviour,
The Birthday Party,
Pole,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Sister Nancy,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Jacques Brel,
Alice Coltrane,
The Human League,
John Foxx,
Scion,
The Fuzztones, The Fuzztones, The Fuzztones, The Fuzztones.
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.