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 Bahrain and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1962 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Iggy Pop to the punk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 The Royal Family And The Poor. All the underground hits.
All Leonard Cohen tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Black Moon 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic 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?
Circle Jerks,
Mary Jane Girls,
Roxy Music,
AZ,
The Doors,
Pantaleimon,
The Fire Engines,
Nico,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Rhythm & Sound,
Kayak,
Amon Düül,
Gichy Dan,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Brothers Johnson,
Robert Hood,
Nas,
MC5,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Thee Headcoats,
Von Mondo,
Soul II Soul,
Arcadia,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Derrick May,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Colin Newman,
The Seeds,
E-Dancer,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Janne Schatter,
The Martian,
the Association,
Masters at Work,
Anakelly,
Magazine,
Soft Cell,
Andrew Hill,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Detroit Cobras,
Johnny Clarke,
Agent Orange,
Crooked Eye,
X-101,
cv313,
Idris Muhammad,
Camberwell Now,
Wings,
Siglo XX,
Piero Umiliani,
Black Sheep,
Cluster,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Victims,
Sixth Finger,
Reuben Wilson,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Litter, The Litter, The Litter, The Litter.
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.