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 Netherlands and from Lille.
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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Sugar Minott to the electroclash 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 Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam. All the underground hits.
All KRS-One tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Offenders record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a London Community Gospel Choir record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Warren Ellis,
Public Enemy,
Yazoo,
Essential Logic,
Glenn Branca,
Von Mondo,
R.M.O.,
Joy Division,
Barbara Tucker,
Pet Shop Boys,
Cluster,
New York Dolls,
EPMD,
Thee Headcoats,
Bootsy Collins,
Tropical Tobacco,
Duran Duran,
Pagans,
Los Fastidios,
Traffic Nightmare,
Tubeway Army,
Pylon,
Infiniti,
Mark Hollis,
Fluxion,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Jeru the Damaja,
Patti Smith,
Howard Jones,
Mo-Dettes,
Circle Jerks,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
New Order,
Zero Boys,
Sällskapet,
Toni Rubio,
Boredoms,
Parry Music,
Althea and Donna,
The Knickerbockers,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
A Certain Ratio,
The Neon Judgement,
Babytalk,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Moleskins,
Frankie Knuckles,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Angels of Light,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Groovy Waters,
Brick,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Big Daddy Kane,
Spandau Ballet,
Kevin Saunderson,
Freddie Wadling,
FM Einheit,
Darondo,
Eurythmics,
the Human League,
Prince Buster,
Animal Collective, Animal Collective, Animal Collective, Animal Collective.
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.