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 Colombia and from Lagos.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 48th St. Collective to the techno 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 Kas Product. All the underground hits.
All Rod Modell tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Swell Maps record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 a chamberlin and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scratch Acid record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jesper Dahlback,
Warsaw,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Massinfluence,
the Sonics,
Joe Finger,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Simply Red,
Avey Tare,
The Cowsills,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Schoolly D,
Radiopuhelimet,
Television Personalities,
Bad Manners,
PIL,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Five Americans,
Moss Icon,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Aaron Thompson,
Hasil Adkins,
Freddie Wadling,
Cameo,
Absolute Body Control,
E-Dancer,
The Tremeloes,
Bush Tetras,
Vladislav Delay,
Q and Not U,
Danielle Patucci,
New Age Steppers,
Alton Ellis,
Subhumans,
Pole,
Bang On A Can,
Can,
FM Einheit,
The Names,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Monochrome Set,
Cheater Slicks,
Grey Daturas,
Quadrant,
John Foxx,
Todd Terry,
Lucky Dragons,
Harmonia,
Pere Ubu,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Talk Talk,
Eric Dolphy,
R.M.O.,
the Human League,
New Order,
Henry Cow,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Make Up,
Lebanon Hanover,
Johnny Osbourne,
the Germs,
Los Fastidios,
Maurizio,
The Durutti Column, The Durutti Column, The Durutti Column, The Durutti Column.
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.