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 Senegal and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 snare 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 Rekid to the grunge 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 Los Fastidios. All the underground hits.
All 10cc tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jesper Dahlbäck 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scratch Acid record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Fuzztones,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Thee Headcoats,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Barracudas,
Blancmange,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Oneida,
Mars,
Tres Demented,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
the Sonics,
Moebius,
R.M.O.,
Depeche Mode,
Matthew Halsall,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Derrick May,
Popol Vuh,
The Dirtbombs,
Archie Shepp,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Eyeless In Gaza,
This Heat,
Kaleidoscope,
The Red Krayola,
CMW,
Country Teasers,
Wolf Eyes,
Big Daddy Kane,
Scratch Acid,
Joyce Sims,
Kerrie Biddell,
the Normal,
Bootsy Collins,
Section 25,
Reuben Wilson,
La Düsseldorf,
The Wake,
The Neon Judgement,
Cameo,
Junior Murvin,
Reagan Youth,
Q65,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Brothers Johnson,
LL Cool J,
Scion,
Charles Mingus,
Gastr Del Sol,
Lightning Bolt,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Trojans,
the Bar-Kays,
Mo-Dettes,
Jawbox,
Freddie Wadling,
Television Personalities,
Erasure,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud.
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.