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 Iran and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 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 Sun Ra to the dance kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Lebanon Hanover. All the underground hits.
All Aural Exciters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Connie Case 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rhythm & Sound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tres Demented,
Underground Resistance,
Thee Headcoats,
Can,
Mo-Dettes,
Spandau Ballet,
Rakim,
Von Mondo,
Dark Day,
Television Personalities,
48th St. Collective,
Graham Central Station,
Danielle Patucci,
Icehouse,
Groovy Waters,
Magazine,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Gang Green,
The Count Five,
Porter Ricks,
David Bowie,
The Velvet Underground,
Crash Course in Science,
Marvin Gaye,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Rapeman,
The Stooges,
EPMD,
Rotary Connection,
Scan 7,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Magma,
The Beau Brummels,
Guru Guru,
The Martian,
Lalann,
Patti Smith,
Alice Coltrane,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
LL Cool J,
Franke,
The Smiths,
Gregory Isaacs,
Brothers Johnson,
Public Image Ltd.,
Agitation Free,
Nirvana,
Television,
Fear,
Al Stewart,
The Buckinghams,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Wake,
Grandmaster Flash,
Soulsonic Force,
Sister Nancy,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
E-Dancer,
Soul Sonic Force,
John Cale,
Suicide, Suicide, Suicide, Suicide.
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.