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 Lithuania and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the sitar 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 Gang of Four to the funk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Alison Limerick. All the underground hits.
All Alphaville tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dennis Brown 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rapeman record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Crispy Ambulance,
Joensuu 1685,
The Detroit Cobras,
Silicon Teens,
Model 500,
Radiopuhelimet,
New Order,
Frankie Knuckles,
Con Funk Shun,
Audionom,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Minnie Riperton,
The Gap Band,
Lalo Schifrin,
Procol Harum,
Scratch Acid,
Little Man,
The Sonics,
Roxette,
The Young Rascals,
Leonard Cohen,
Wolf Eyes,
Matthew Bourne,
Black Flag,
Scan 7,
Blossom Toes,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Ronan,
Anthony Braxton,
The Martian,
Marc Almond,
cv313,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Masters at Work,
Brothers Johnson,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
KRS-One,
La Düsseldorf,
Alphaville,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Spoonie Gee,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Fugazi,
Oblivians,
Steve Hackett,
The Fortunes,
Gang of Four,
The Fugs,
The Blues Magoos,
Swans,
F. McDonald,
The Beau Brummels,
Negative Approach,
Jesper Dahlback,
Half Japanese,
Rekid,
Young Marble Giants,
Albert Ayler,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade, Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade, Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade, Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade.
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.