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 Togo and from Beijing.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 Kool G Rap & DJ Polo to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Index. All the underground hits.
All Dead Boys tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every LL Cool J record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a La Düsseldorf record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Surgeon,
Marmalade,
Ohio Players,
Colin Newman,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Delta 5,
Jerry's Kids,
Yazoo,
Soft Machine,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Japan,
Smog,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Bronski Beat,
Dennis Brown,
The Real Kids,
Delon & Dalcan,
Black Pus,
Malaria!,
Avey Tare,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Sex Pistols,
Ken Boothe,
Arthur Verocai,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Remains,
Flamin' Groovies,
Eve St. Jones,
DNA,
Scott Walker,
In Retrospect,
Drexciya,
Mantronix,
Country Teasers,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Groovy Waters,
Brick,
Scratch Acid,
Pere Ubu,
The Beau Brummels,
Can,
The Golliwogs,
The Zeros,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Heaven 17,
Bizarre Inc.,
Neil Young,
Frankie Knuckles,
Minutemen,
Mission of Burma,
Amazonics,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Sun Ra,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
PIL,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Pet Shop Boys,
Stetsasonic,
the Soft Cell,
Simply Red,
Soulsonic Force,
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.