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 Bangladesh and from Madrid.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Lungfish to the crunk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Mandrill. All the underground hits.
All Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cabaret Voltaire record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tubeway Army,
Amon Düül,
Junior Murvin,
JFA,
Sound Behaviour,
Magma,
Silicon Teens,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Schoolly D,
Bad Manners,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Rod Modell,
Dorothy Ashby,
Ludus,
Johnny Clarke,
Davy DMX,
The Mummies,
Joe Smooth,
Skaos,
The Doobie Brothers,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Laurel Aitken,
Minutemen,
Audionom,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Trojans,
Sixth Finger,
The Sonics,
Shuggie Otis,
The Offenders,
Q and Not U,
H. Thieme,
Delon & Dalcan,
Kas Product,
Desert Stars,
Chris & Cosey,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Pharoah Sanders,
Rhythm & Sound,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Pussy Galore,
Mission of Burma,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Mo-Dettes,
The Invisible,
Moebius,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Golliwogs,
These Immortal Souls,
The Associates,
Warren Ellis,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Cure,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Dirtbombs,
The Saints,
Malaria!,
Ossler,
The Real Kids, The Real Kids, The Real Kids, The Real Kids.
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.