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 Brazil and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Radiopuhelimet to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Essential Logic. All the underground hits.
All Sun Ra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Main Source record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a In Retrospect record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Swans,
New Order,
Crispy Ambulance,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Black Dice,
Model 500,
John Coltrane,
Nas,
The Sonics,
Procol Harum,
the Germs,
The Human League,
Robert Hood,
Youth Brigade,
Danielle Patucci,
8 Eyed Spy,
The New Christs,
Suburban Knight,
Jacob Miller,
The Remains,
Whodini,
A Certain Ratio,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Juan Atkins,
Mantronix,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Erasure,
Stockholm Monsters,
One Last Wish,
The Blackbyrds,
Ralphi Rosario,
Roger Hodgson,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Toasters,
Monks,
Aural Exciters,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Pretty Things,
L. Decosne,
Albert Ayler,
Royal Trux,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Buckinghams,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Ultravox,
Rotary Connection,
Blancmange,
The Velvet Underground,
Moss Icon,
Drive Like Jehu,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Arthur Verocai,
Aswad,
Morten Harket,
Groovy Waters,
Mission of Burma,
The Doobie Brothers,
Eurythmics,
Camouflage,
The Saints,
The Gladiators,
MC5, MC5, MC5, MC5.
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.