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 Turkey and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the güiro 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 MC5 to the techno 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 Amon Düül. All the underground hits.
All Boogie Down Productions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fugazi 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Terrestrial Tones record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soul Sonic Force,
EPMD,
the Soft Cell,
Godley & Creme,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Mummies,
Chrome,
The Young Rascals,
Maleditus Sound,
Schoolly D,
Sight & Sound,
Davy DMX,
Fugazi,
Scion,
Juan Atkins,
Morten Harket,
Ten City,
Nas,
Susan Cadogan,
Soft Machine,
The Vogues,
F. McDonald,
Pussy Galore,
Toni Rubio,
Intrusion,
The Slackers,
Tropical Tobacco,
Theoretical Girls,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Scan 7,
The Kinks,
Rapeman,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Newcleus,
Flipper,
JFA,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Move,
Blake Baxter,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Lyres,
John Cale,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Fuzztones,
Grandmaster Flash,
Talk Talk,
Johnny Clarke,
Jacques Brel,
Robert Görl,
AZ,
Funkadelic,
Symarip,
Sun Ra,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
John Lydon,
Erykah Badu,
Mad Mike,
Derrick Morgan,
The Durutti Column, The Durutti Column, The Durutti Column, The Durutti Column.
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.