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 Slovakia and from Portland.
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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Delhi.
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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Judy Mowatt to the jazz kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Mad Mike. All the underground hits.
All Rakim tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jimmy McGriff 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jacob Miller record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Stockholm Monsters,
Basic Channel,
U.S. Maple,
The Human League,
Faust,
Delta 5,
Newcleus,
Black Sheep,
Metal Thangz,
Oblivians,
Gang Starr,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Ponytail,
B.T. Express,
Ten City,
Angry Samoans,
The Fall,
David McCallum,
The Beau Brummels,
Trumans Water,
Minutemen,
DJ Sneak,
Boogie Down Productions,
Crime,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Depeche Mode,
Accadde A,
The Flesh Eaters,
Drive Like Jehu,
Subhumans,
kango's stein massive,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
John Foxx,
New Age Steppers,
Blossom Toes,
Von Mondo,
The Slackers,
the Association,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Public Image Ltd.,
Sarah Menescal,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Nas,
Das Ding,
Infiniti,
The Offenders,
Fat Boys,
Thompson Twins,
Rapeman,
Michelle Simonal,
New Order,
Glenn Branca,
Minnie Riperton,
Hardrive,
Nirvana,
the Normal,
Wasted Youth,
Jacques Brel,
Stereo Dub,
The Saints,
Lou Christie,
Lou Reed & John Cale, Lou Reed & John Cale, Lou Reed & John Cale, Lou Reed & John Cale.
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.