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 Moldova and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Gang Starr to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 X-102. All the underground hits.
All Big Daddy Kane tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joensuu 1685 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 rhodes and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Normal record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rhythm & Sound,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Barry Ungar,
Lalo Schifrin,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Iggy Pop,
a-ha,
Johnny Clarke,
T.S.O.L.,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Mad Mike,
Frankie Knuckles,
Ituana,
Max Romeo,
JFA,
Buzzcocks,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Spoonie Gee,
LL Cool J,
Japan,
Skriet,
Crash Course in Science,
Graham Central Station,
The Raincoats,
The Techniques,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Khruangbin,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Circle Jerks,
Can,
John Lydon,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Scott Walker,
Lee Hazlewood,
Dual Sessions,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Gerry Rafferty,
Ken Boothe,
Swell Maps,
Gil Scott Heron,
Grey Daturas,
Goldenarms,
Cecil Taylor,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Grandmaster Flash,
June Days,
Crime,
The Sound,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Eve St. Jones,
Howard Jones,
EPMD,
MDC,
Television,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Patti Smith,
Harmonia,
Bobby Womack, Bobby Womack, Bobby Womack, Bobby Womack.
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.