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 Moldova and from Winnipeg.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Lucky Dragons to the grime 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 Beasts of Bourbon. All the underground hits.
All The Velvet Underground tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Residents record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 chamberlin and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Thinking Fellers Union Local 282 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 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?
Lou Reed,
The Dead C,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Oneida,
Lalann,
Juan Atkins,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Brand Nubian,
Drive Like Jehu,
David McCallum,
Todd Terry,
Marine Girls,
Stockholm Monsters,
Gichy Dan,
Unwound,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Index,
Harmonia,
This Heat,
Hashim,
The Walker Brothers,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The J.B.'s,
Cheater Slicks,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Sound,
The Vogues,
ABC,
Duran Duran,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Radiopuhelimet,
Skarface,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Pierre Henry,
Stetsasonic,
Mandrill,
The Leaves,
Franke,
Japan,
Mo-Dettes,
Crime,
John Cale,
Scrapy,
Howard Jones,
Lou Christie,
Shuggie Otis,
Anakelly,
Derrick Morgan,
the Swans,
Severed Heads,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Ice-T,
48th St. Collective,
Adolescents,
Barrington Levy,
Bronski Beat,
Porter Ricks,
the Human League,
The Happenings,
Procol Harum,
James White and The Blacks, James White and The Blacks, James White and The Blacks, James White and The Blacks.
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.