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 Jordan and from London.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Country Teasers to the disco kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Sight & Sound. All the underground hits.
All The Flesh Eaters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pussy Galore record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Amazonics record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ohio Players,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Das Ding,
a-ha,
Gong,
Arcadia,
Gang Starr,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Aural Exciters,
Bang On A Can,
Juan Atkins,
Rotary Connection,
Jandek,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Sonics,
Aloha Tigers,
Icehouse,
Crooked Eye,
Arab on Radar,
Alphaville,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Grass Roots,
Black Flag,
Khruangbin,
Black Sheep,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Barracudas,
The Fortunes,
Stereo Dub,
Procol Harum,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Gun Club,
kango's stein massive,
David McCallum,
Ultimate Spinach,
Bobby Womack,
The Seeds,
Bad Manners,
Television Personalities,
Barclay James Harvest,
Urselle,
Monolake,
Chris Corsano,
Ice-T,
The Young Rascals,
David Axelrod,
Ossler,
Slick Rick,
John Cale,
The Black Dice,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Wake,
Porter Ricks,
Subhumans,
Mandrill,
Dennis Brown,
Pole,
Depeche Mode,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade, Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade, Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade, Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade.
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.