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 Congo and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Manchester.
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 snare 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 Mars to the dance kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Main Source. All the underground hits.
All Kayak tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bill Near 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 an organ and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Delta 5 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Kerrie Biddell,
Magma,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Ultramagnetic MC's,
DNA,
Marvin Gaye,
LL Cool J,
Groovy Waters,
Jeru the Damaja,
Prince Buster,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
T. Rex,
Gang of Four,
Darondo,
Unrelated Segments,
Television,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Unwound,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Glenn Branca,
Tomorrow,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Maleditus Sound,
Dead Boys,
Sandy B,
Public Enemy,
Infiniti,
Jawbox,
Los Fastidios,
Aloha Tigers,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Pagans,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Schoolly D,
The Gladiators,
Parry Music,
The Misunderstood,
the Swans,
The Happenings,
OOIOO,
Jerry's Kids,
Funky Four + One,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Marshall Jefferson,
Throbbing Gristle,
Slave,
Zero Boys,
Kevin Saunderson,
FM Einheit,
Yellowson,
Spandau Ballet,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Goldenarms,
Jeff Mills,
Rekid,
Jimmy McGriff,
Pulsallama,
Davy DMX,
Traffic Nightmare,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Mummies, The Mummies, The Mummies, The Mummies.
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.