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 Paraguay and from Shanghai.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Skarface to the crunk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Cecil Taylor. All the underground hits.
All The Alarm Clocks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Janne Schatter record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Throbbing Gristle record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Funky Four + One,
Throbbing Gristle,
Unwound,
Groovy Waters,
Stockholm Monsters,
Tropical Tobacco,
Subhumans,
The Seeds,
Country Teasers,
X-101,
Scott Walker,
Letta Mbulu,
KRS-One,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Outsiders,
The Evens,
the Soft Cell,
Lebanon Hanover,
Yazoo,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
David McCallum,
Sandy B,
Alton Ellis,
Mantronix,
Glenn Branca,
Supertramp,
Babytalk,
The Pretty Things,
ABC,
Barry Ungar,
The J.B.'s,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Godley & Creme,
Mary Jane Girls,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Talk Talk,
Buzzcocks,
K-Klass,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Patti Smith,
Popol Vuh,
Infiniti,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Prince Buster,
The Martian,
The Knickerbockers,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
48th St. Collective,
Thompson Twins,
Metal Thangz,
Scrapy,
Erasure,
Visage,
Malaria!,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
MDC,
Joe Finger,
The Last Poets,
Bob Dylan, Bob Dylan, Bob Dylan, Bob Dylan.
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.