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 Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Dead Boys to the jazz 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 Robert Hood. All the underground hits.
All Dennis Brown tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Public Image Ltd. record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eden Ahbez record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Ponytail,
Kevin Saunderson,
Gichy Dan,
Minnie Riperton,
The Grass Roots,
Jawbox,
Dead Boys,
Desert Stars,
Joe Smooth,
Tropical Tobacco,
Jesper Dahlback,
Thee Headcoats,
Crime,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Boz Scaggs,
the Fania All-Stars,
Grauzone,
Yazoo,
Royal Trux,
Eden Ahbez,
Mary Jane Girls,
K-Klass,
KRS-One,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Index,
Traffic Nightmare,
ABBA,
Pharoah Sanders,
Hardrive,
Rhythm & Sound,
Youth Brigade,
Boredoms,
Boogie Down Productions,
Ohio Players,
Matthew Halsall,
Suicide,
The J.B.'s,
The Smoke,
The United States of America,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Barrington Levy,
Crispy Ambulance,
48th St. Collective,
Hot Snakes,
The Slits,
the Soft Cell,
The Dead C,
Jimmy McGriff,
Piero Umiliani,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Lyres,
Gang of Four,
Drive Like Jehu,
Bluetip,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Jacob Miller,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Skatalites,
The Raincoats,
Man Parrish,
The American Breed, The American Breed, The American Breed, The American Breed.
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.