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 Lithuania and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 Tom Verlaine 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 Eden Ahbez to the dance 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 Alton Ellis. All the underground hits.
All Wally Richardson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Vladislav Delay 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gian Franco Pienzio record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Index,
Brothers Johnson,
Swell Maps,
Fugazi,
Quando Quango,
Silicon Teens,
The Standells,
Robert Hood,
Leonard Cohen,
Terrestrial Tones,
Newcleus,
Patti Smith,
Blossom Toes,
Hoover,
Shuggie Otis,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Young Marble Giants,
Pulsallama,
The Alarm Clocks,
10cc,
Intrusion,
Gichy Dan,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
kango's stein massive,
Nik Kershaw,
Crispy Ambulance,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Spandau Ballet,
Minutemen,
Minor Threat,
Alice Coltrane,
Oneida,
Kenny Larkin,
Barclay James Harvest,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Bob Dylan,
Electric Prunes,
Das Ding,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Black Pus,
Alphaville,
Gregory Isaacs,
Steve Hackett,
Faraquet,
Fela Kuti,
The Pop Group,
Depeche Mode,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Fuzztones,
Jimmy McGriff,
Metal Thangz,
Thompson Twins,
Barrington Levy,
Maleditus Sound,
Man Eating Sloth,
Mandrill,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Grandmaster Flash,
Guru Guru,
Ultra Naté,
Yellowson, Yellowson, Yellowson, Yellowson.
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.