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 Montenegro and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 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 Youth Brigade to the funk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Deepchord. All the underground hits.
All Flipper tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every FM Einheit record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 snare and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Organ record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Busters,
The Real Kids,
The Count Five,
Girls At Our Best!,
Saccharine Trust,
The Sound,
Ronan,
John Holt,
Mandrill,
Todd Rundgren,
The Monochrome Set,
the Swans,
Nick Fraelich,
Lightning Bolt,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Youth Brigade,
Amon Düül II,
Dave Gahan,
The Selecter,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Circle Jerks,
Whodini,
Johnny Clarke,
Sarah Menescal,
The Wake,
Magazine,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Todd Terry,
Piero Umiliani,
Sällskapet,
OOIOO,
Bobby Byrd,
Monolake,
The Fugs,
Nirvana,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Judy Mowatt,
Anthony Braxton,
Unrelated Segments,
Audionom,
A Certain Ratio,
Deepchord,
The Remains,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Terry Callier,
Ultra Naté,
Josef K,
Los Fastidios,
The Cowsills,
ABC,
David Axelrod,
Intrusion,
Monks,
The Leaves,
Excepter,
The Martian,
Godley & Creme,
Parry Music,
Sonny Sharrock,
Davy DMX,
The Residents,
The Grass Roots, The Grass Roots, The Grass Roots, The Grass Roots.
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.