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 Liberia and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 Mumbai and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 synthesizer 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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Ash Ra Tempel. All the underground hits.
All Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sunsets and Hearts record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Vaughan Mason & Crew record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Toni Rubio,
Outsiders,
James White and The Blacks,
Metal Thangz,
The Wake,
Soul II Soul,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Robert Görl,
Terrestrial Tones,
Q and Not U,
FM Einheit,
The Mojo Men,
Radiopuhelimet,
Bush Tetras,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Darondo,
The Gun Club,
Godley & Creme,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Chris & Cosey,
Dennis Brown,
E-Dancer,
The American Breed,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
ABBA,
Fluxion,
The Move,
Soft Machine,
Siglo XX,
The Toasters,
Barbara Tucker,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Marshall Jefferson,
Dead Boys,
Sun Ra,
Boogie Down Productions,
Jerry's Kids,
Pagans,
Man Parrish,
D'Angelo,
Stereo Dub,
June of 44,
Deadbeat,
Unrelated Segments,
Sandy B,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Eric Copeland,
Monks,
Lower 48,
Trumans Water,
the Association,
AZ,
Talk Talk,
The Vogues,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Flesh Eaters,
Faust,
Mary Jane Girls,
Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica.
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.