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 Zambia and from Philadelphia.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Bologna.
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 organ 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 Jacob Miller to the disco kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Quadrant. All the underground hits.
All Aaron Thompson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mantronix 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Mummies record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
John Lydon,
Popol Vuh,
Cybotron,
Q and Not U,
Negative Approach,
Aaron Thompson,
Freddie Wadling,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Young Rascals,
The Stooges,
Archie Shepp,
The Toasters,
Neil Young,
The Trojans,
Skriet,
Gang of Four,
Joyce Sims,
The Smoke,
Jimmy McGriff,
Yellowson,
Zapp,
Electric Prunes,
LL Cool J,
Alphaville,
Jeff Lynne,
Metal Thangz,
Little Man,
Silicon Teens,
Alton Ellis,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Angels of Light,
Kerrie Biddell,
Heaven 17,
Vladislav Delay,
Japan,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Nas,
Black Flag,
Circle Jerks,
Duran Duran,
Youth Brigade,
Bizarre Inc.,
Clear Light,
Kevin Saunderson,
Parry Music,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Lee Hazlewood,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Camberwell Now,
Gregory Isaacs,
KRS-One,
Model 500,
Trumans Water,
Delon & Dalcan,
Gastr Del Sol,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Searchers,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Tremeloes,
Jeff Mills,
Ultra Naté,
Sound Behaviour,
The Gun Club,
Symarip, Symarip, Symarip, Symarip.
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.