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 Haiti and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 The Star Department to the rap kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam. All the underground hits.
All Black Pus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ash Ra Tempel 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DNA,
Fluxion,
Ohio Players,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Real Kids,
The Gun Club,
D'Angelo,
Freddie Wadling,
Brand Nubian,
Excepter,
Aaron Thompson,
Quadrant,
Graham Central Station,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Hashim,
Icehouse,
Scan 7,
Lou Christie,
Nik Kershaw,
Circle Jerks,
Prince Buster,
Cheater Slicks,
The Raincoats,
Junior Murvin,
The Offenders,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Doors,
Con Funk Shun,
Pulsallama,
Blake Baxter,
F. McDonald,
Marcia Griffiths,
Echospace,
Guru Guru,
the Germs,
Swell Maps,
Girls At Our Best!,
10cc,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Eli Mardock,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Duran Duran,
The Standells,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
the Fania All-Stars,
Todd Terry,
John Lydon,
Mark Hollis,
Brass Construction,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The J.B.'s,
Dark Day,
Donald Byrd,
Flamin' Groovies,
Pylon,
Y Pants,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Neon Judgement,
Throbbing Gristle,
Heavy D & The Boyz, Heavy D & The Boyz, Heavy D & The Boyz, Heavy D & The Boyz.
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.