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 Poland and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Chrome to the grime kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Sparks. All the underground hits.
All Mary Jane Girls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sun City Girls record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Juan Atkins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Intrusion,
Pharoah Sanders,
Jacques Brel,
Hoover,
Inner City,
World's Most,
The Doors,
Organ,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Gap Band,
Excepter,
Unwound,
Bootsy Collins,
The Black Dice,
Bob Dylan,
Curtis Mayfield,
Eve St. Jones,
Zero Boys,
Ultimate Spinach,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Jerry's Kids,
Judy Mowatt,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Wings,
The Dirtbombs,
The Birthday Party,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Grey Daturas,
Swell Maps,
Donny Hathaway,
Ornette Coleman,
La Düsseldorf,
Stockholm Monsters,
Ludus,
The Beau Brummels,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Joyce Sims,
Circle Jerks,
Funkadelic,
The Detroit Cobras,
Byron Stingily,
The Blues Magoos,
Moebius,
Mary Jane Girls,
New Age Steppers,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
David Bowie,
Duran Duran,
Dual Sessions,
Todd Rundgren,
Audionom,
The Remains,
Nation of Ulysses,
Fat Boys,
Sugar Minott,
Derrick May,
Oblivians,
John Cale,
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You don't know what you really want.
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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.