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 Belgium and from Mumbai.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the güiro 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 X-101 to the rap 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 cv313. All the underground hits.
All Harmonia tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Zeros record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joyce Sims record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jimmy McGriff,
Desert Stars,
The Selecter,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Boogie Down Productions,
David Bowie,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Unrelated Segments,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Man Eating Sloth,
Godley & Creme,
Model 500,
Excepter,
Main Source,
The Golliwogs,
Don Cherry,
KRS-One,
FM Einheit,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Funky Four + One,
10cc,
Jacques Brel,
Dawn Penn,
Drive Like Jehu,
Nas,
The Skatalites,
Susan Cadogan,
Darondo,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Gun Club,
DJ Sneak,
Blancmange,
Scion,
Kas Product,
Rotary Connection,
New Age Steppers,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Amon Düül II,
Malaria!,
Sparks,
Pulsallama,
A Certain Ratio,
Ossler,
Intrusion,
Interpol,
Barry Ungar,
Dennis Brown,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Seeds,
Howard Jones,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Derrick May,
Pagans,
AZ,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Kerri Chandler,
Jawbox,
Eric B and Rakim,
Cameo,
Sam Rivers,
Scan 7,
Nick Fraelich, Nick Fraelich, Nick Fraelich, Nick Fraelich.
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.