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 China and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in 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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 guitar 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 Johnny Clarke to the electroclash 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 Manfred Mann's Earth Band. All the underground hits.
All The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lalo Schifrin record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marshall Jefferson,
The Techniques,
Nirvana,
Bronski Beat,
The Cowsills,
Fad Gadget,
Blossom Toes,
Wasted Youth,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Crispy Ambulance,
Outsiders,
UT,
Tears for Fears,
Fela Kuti,
Cameo,
Sixth Finger,
The Beau Brummels,
Black Pus,
Neil Young,
Scrapy,
Gang Starr,
Bluetip,
Scion,
Monks,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Marvin Gaye,
Jandek,
Bad Manners,
Drive Like Jehu,
Maurizio,
Lou Christie,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Black Moon,
The Buckinghams,
Pere Ubu,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Mighty Diamonds,
John Lydon,
Connie Case,
The Neon Judgement,
The Stooges,
Danielle Patucci,
Zero Boys,
Yazoo,
Agitation Free,
X-Ray Spex,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Marc Almond,
Angry Samoans,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Bill Near,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Fortunes,
Audionom,
ABC,
The Electric Prunes,
Lou Reed,
Sex Pistols,
Big Daddy Kane,
Fat Boys,
Althea and Donna,
Yusef Lateef,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam.
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.