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 Argentina and from Hong Kong.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Manchester.
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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Drive Like Jehu to the grunge 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 Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog. All the underground hits.
All Amon Düül II tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Oppenheimer Analysis record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Agent Orange record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
John Foxx,
The Moleskins,
Public Enemy,
Sight & Sound,
Robert Görl,
Lou Christie,
Sound Behaviour,
The Gories,
Black Sheep,
Negative Approach,
Idris Muhammad,
Slave,
Rhythm & Sound,
Mo-Dettes,
Accadde A,
Colin Newman,
Dual Sessions,
Liliput,
The Zeros,
Swell Maps,
Morten Harket,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Isaac Hayes,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Eric Dolphy,
Agent Orange,
Gang Gang Dance,
Jandek,
Panda Bear,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The J.B.'s,
Kurtis Blow,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Funkadelic,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Glenn Branca,
Johnny Osbourne,
Delta 5,
Cybotron,
The Gladiators,
Lalann,
FM Einheit,
The Slackers,
Byron Stingily,
Tears for Fears,
Grandmaster Flash,
Khruangbin,
Flash Fearless,
The Fire Engines,
Kenny Larkin,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Crooked Eye,
Reuben Wilson,
Ken Boothe,
Kerrie Biddell,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Cluster,
Loose Ends,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Absolute Body Control, Absolute Body Control, Absolute Body Control, Absolute Body Control.
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.