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 Mexico and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 marimba 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 Rotary Connection to the funk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Rakim. All the underground hits.
All Monks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grauzone record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Angry Samoans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Aaron Thompson,
The Pop Group,
8 Eyed Spy,
Rod Modell,
Terrestrial Tones,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Litter,
Rhythm & Sound,
Make Up,
Minnie Riperton,
Minutemen,
Lyres,
Agitation Free,
Peter & Gordon,
Eric Dolphy,
The Misunderstood,
Cymande,
The Stooges,
The Saints,
MC5,
Deepchord,
The Raincoats,
Boogie Down Productions,
Matthew Bourne,
Brothers Johnson,
Letta Mbulu,
Massinfluence,
Lungfish,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Shuggie Otis,
Country Teasers,
Siglo XX,
Little Man,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Wake,
Gang of Four,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Gregory Isaacs,
F. McDonald,
The Star Department,
Jesper Dahlback,
Laurel Aitken,
Neil Young,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Funky Four + One,
Delta 5,
Scott Walker,
Depeche Mode,
Kaleidoscope,
Slick Rick,
Marvin Gaye,
Girls At Our Best!,
Man Eating Sloth,
Yazoo,
Technova,
Khruangbin,
Wasted Youth,
Crooked Eye,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Bang On A Can,
Franke,
Crispian St. Peters,
Whodini, Whodini, Whodini, Whodini.
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.