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 Norway and from Manila.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
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 Kool Moe Dee to the grunge kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Jeff Mills. All the underground hits.
All D'Angelo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Faust 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Alphaville record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Das Ding,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Gabor Szabo,
Symarip,
The Fugs,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Goldenarms,
June Days,
Dennis Brown,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Rufus Thomas,
Soulsonic Force,
Quadrant,
Ludus,
Be Bop Deluxe,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Accadde A,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Godley & Creme,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Model 500,
Soul II Soul,
The Fortunes,
Avey Tare,
Moebius,
Mission of Burma,
Interpol,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Rosa Yemen,
Fugazi,
The Knickerbockers,
Swell Maps,
Charles Mingus,
Quantec,
Second Layer,
Von Mondo,
Eddi Front,
The Buckinghams,
Alice Coltrane,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Scion,
The Angels of Light,
Brothers Johnson,
The Remains,
PIL,
Faraquet,
Flamin' Groovies,
Harry Pussy,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Groovy Waters,
The Young Rascals,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Techniques,
Unrelated Segments,
Marc Almond,
Subhumans,
The Victims,
The Detroit Cobras,
Cybotron,
kango's stein massive,
Slick Rick,
Zapp,
Joe Smooth, Joe Smooth, Joe Smooth, Joe Smooth.
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.