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 Iran and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle show in London.
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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Gastr Del Sol to the techno kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Groovy Waters. All the underground hits.
All AZ tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ohio Players record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 spring reverb and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Vainqueur record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobby Sherman,
Fela Kuti,
Black Moon,
Ituana,
Ronan,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
D'Angelo,
Rod Modell,
Archie Shepp,
Massinfluence,
Skriet,
Absolute Body Control,
Brass Construction,
Outsiders,
Jeff Mills,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Harmonia,
Organ,
Eric Dolphy,
Isaac Hayes,
Tom Boy,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Skarface,
Funkadelic,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Knickerbockers,
KRS-One,
Chris Corsano,
Lebanon Hanover,
Jesper Dahlback,
Faust,
Ornette Coleman,
Leonard Cohen,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Funky Four + One,
Young Marble Giants,
DJ Sneak,
Lou Christie,
X-101,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Birthday Party,
The Invisible,
Althea and Donna,
Eric B and Rakim,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Bob Dylan,
John Foxx,
The Associates,
Jeru the Damaja,
Barry Ungar,
Con Funk Shun,
Spoonie Gee,
Oblivians,
Josef K,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Aswad,
Q65,
The Cure,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Buckinghams,
Tim Buckley,
Boz Scaggs,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Moby Grape, Moby Grape, Moby Grape, Moby Grape.
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.