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 Malaysia and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 snare 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 Lalann to the punk 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 Leonard Cohen. All the underground hits.
All David Axelrod tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rod Modell record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 güiro and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Black Moon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eden Ahbez,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Erykah Badu,
The Gories,
Jeru the Damaja,
Wally Richardson,
The United States of America,
Second Layer,
Schoolly D,
Swell Maps,
Pussy Galore,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Swans,
Colin Newman,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Dorothy Ashby,
Nas,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Bauhaus,
Godley & Creme,
The Moleskins,
The Sonics,
Isaac Hayes,
Goldenarms,
Absolute Body Control,
Wings,
Sandy B,
Ice-T,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
B.T. Express,
Gang Gang Dance,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Make Up,
Kurtis Blow,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Fugs,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Trojans,
The Golliwogs,
Unwound,
The Detroit Cobras,
Donny Hathaway,
The Move,
DNA,
Boogie Down Productions,
The New Christs,
Kerrie Biddell,
Shuggie Otis,
Bill Wells,
The Index,
Underground Resistance,
Chris Corsano,
Connie Case,
CMW,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Five Americans,
The Blues Magoos,
Patti Smith,
The Leaves,
MDC, MDC, MDC, MDC.
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.