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 Mongolia and from Accra.
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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the linndrum 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 N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell to the punk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Kool G Rap & DJ Polo. All the underground hits.
All Notorious Big And Bone Thugs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Negative Approach 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 an organ and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rakim record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Hot Snakes,
Boredoms,
B.T. Express,
Spoonie Gee,
Nick Fraelich,
Marcia Griffiths,
Flash Fearless,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Organ,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Cramps,
Oneida,
Throbbing Gristle,
10cc,
Ronan,
Tubeway Army,
Marshall Jefferson,
Byron Stingily,
Nils Olav,
Carl Craig,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Rites of Spring,
The Birthday Party,
Gang Green,
The Alarm Clocks,
Maleditus Sound,
Gregory Isaacs,
Buzzcocks,
Duran Duran,
Zero Boys,
Avey Tare,
Dead Boys,
Kool Moe Dee,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Swans,
Lebanon Hanover,
Porter Ricks,
Skriet,
Sun City Girls,
Tres Demented,
Nirvana,
Neil Young,
CMW,
Patti Smith,
The Residents,
The Leaves,
Rod Modell,
H. Thieme,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Joe Finger,
The Martian,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Grauzone,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Radiohead,
Kurtis Blow,
Ornette Coleman,
Ralphi Rosario,
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You don't know what you really want.
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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.