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 Antigua and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Livin' Joy to the grime 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 The Dirtbombs. All the underground hits.
All Letta Mbulu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Invisible record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Visage record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Severed Heads,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Bob Dylan,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Adolescents,
Whodini,
The Shadows of Knight,
Cameo,
Maurizio,
The Detroit Cobras,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Jandek,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Black Bananas,
June of 44,
Dead Boys,
Fluxion,
Bobby Sherman,
Alison Limerick,
the Normal,
Magazine,
Kas Product,
Unrelated Segments,
The Doobie Brothers,
Rhythm & Sound,
Gabor Szabo,
Gastr Del Sol,
John Cale,
The Standells,
Pharoah Sanders,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Alarm Clocks,
Y Pants,
a-ha,
Accadde A,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Trumans Water,
The Last Poets,
Kevin Saunderson,
Thompson Twins,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Velvet Underground,
Stereo Dub,
Kool Moe Dee,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Glenn Branca,
Scratch Acid,
Matthew Halsall,
Model 500,
Eric Dolphy,
Brothers Johnson,
Supertramp,
John Foxx,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
World's Most,
Amon Düül,
Delta 5,
Avey Tare,
The Durutti Column,
Mr. Review,
Massinfluence,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids, Richard Hell and the Voidoids, Richard Hell and the Voidoids, Richard Hell and the Voidoids.
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.