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 Gabon and from Lille.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Stiv Bators to the rock 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 Electric Prunes. All the underground hits.
All Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every David Bowie record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rotary Connection record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bizarre Inc.,
48th St. Collective,
Country Teasers,
Sunsets and Hearts,
FM Einheit,
Schoolly D,
Joey Negro,
Freddie Wadling,
Anakelly,
Jerry's Kids,
Sex Pistols,
Sixth Finger,
New Order,
Lee Hazlewood,
Quando Quango,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Maleditus Sound,
Gang Green,
Minnie Riperton,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Pole,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Bad Manners,
The Cowsills,
Isaac Hayes,
Barbara Tucker,
Qualms,
Agent Orange,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Fugazi,
Fatback Band,
Grandmaster Flash,
Banda Bassotti,
The Invisible,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
X-Ray Spex,
Depeche Mode,
The Pretty Things,
Bang On A Can,
Jandek,
The Golliwogs,
Zero Boys,
The Alarm Clocks,
Y Pants,
The Monks,
Susan Cadogan,
Lalo Schifrin,
Marmalade,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Slits,
Curtis Mayfield,
Rakim,
Patti Smith,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Glenn Branca,
MDC,
Monks,
June Days, June Days, June Days, June Days.
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.