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 Russia and from Beijing.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Basic Channel to the funk 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 Iggy Pop. All the underground hits.
All Blossom Toes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kenny Larkin record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lou Reed & John Cale record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
David Bowie,
Agitation Free,
Archie Shepp,
Rekid,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Al Stewart,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Harpers Bizarre,
Depeche Mode,
Intrusion,
Colin Newman,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Soul Sonic Force,
The United States of America,
The Mummies,
Bush Tetras,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Japan,
Hot Snakes,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Hoover,
Marcia Griffiths,
Iggy Pop,
The Skatalites,
Kurtis Blow,
Quadrant,
Joy Division,
Pussy Galore,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Gun Club,
Dawn Penn,
Sarah Menescal,
Soulsonic Force,
The Mojo Men,
Letta Mbulu,
Gang Gang Dance,
E-Dancer,
X-102,
The Kinks,
Young Marble Giants,
Alton Ellis,
Skarface,
Electric Prunes,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Man Parrish,
Simply Red,
Kas Product,
Harmonia,
Minnie Riperton,
Lower 48,
The Martian,
Shuggie Otis,
Camberwell Now,
Essential Logic,
Bauhaus,
Kevin Saunderson,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Mary Jane Girls,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Human League,
Mr. Review, Mr. Review, Mr. Review, Mr. Review.
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.