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 Guatemala and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle show in London.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 Dave Gahan to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Albert Ayler. All the underground hits.
All Kurtis Blow tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Visage record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Guru Guru record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Isaac Hayes,
Jesper Dahlback,
Fat Boys,
Deepchord,
K-Klass,
Boredoms,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Vogues,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Goldenarms,
Alison Limerick,
Chris & Cosey,
Quantec,
Flash Fearless,
ABC,
Fluxion,
Soul II Soul,
The Doors,
Erykah Badu,
Fugazi,
Amon Düül,
Lou Christie,
La Düsseldorf,
Aural Exciters,
Eric Dolphy,
Depeche Mode,
Todd Terry,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Move,
The Knickerbockers,
Ultra Naté,
Animal Collective,
10cc,
Tropical Tobacco,
Alice Coltrane,
Donald Byrd,
Joyce Sims,
Radio Birdman,
The Victims,
In Retrospect,
Yusef Lateef,
Nico,
Wings,
James White and The Blacks,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Bizarre Inc.,
Gang Starr,
Blake Baxter,
Los Fastidios,
The Last Poets,
Erasure,
Technova,
Quadrant,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Count Five,
Echospace,
Wolf Eyes,
Sparks,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Max Romeo, Max Romeo, Max Romeo, Max Romeo.
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.