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 Nauru and from Calgary.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 synthesizer 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 The Gun Club to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Cluster. All the underground hits.
All Darondo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Desert Stars record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jerry Gold Smith record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Steve Hackett,
Panda Bear,
Jacob Miller,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Vladislav Delay,
Basic Channel,
Stockholm Monsters,
Peter & Gordon,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
the Human League,
Sam Rivers,
Donald Byrd,
New Age Steppers,
Leonard Cohen,
Gabor Szabo,
Amazonics,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Country Teasers,
Josef K,
Pulsallama,
La Düsseldorf,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
a-ha,
Flash Fearless,
Yaz,
Half Japanese,
Harry Pussy,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Crispy Ambulance,
New Order,
Hardrive,
Model 500,
Minny Pops,
Stereo Dub,
T. Rex,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Hasil Adkins,
Bizarre Inc.,
Sarah Menescal,
The Smoke,
Soft Cell,
Yusef Lateef,
Das Ding,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Prince Buster,
Crash Course in Science,
Eddi Front,
Amon Düül II,
Zapp,
Marcia Griffiths,
the Germs,
A Certain Ratio,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
FM Einheit,
Frankie Knuckles,
Bang On A Can,
The New Christs,
Black Bananas,
The Neon Judgement,
Swans,
Don Cherry,
48th St. Collective,
John Cale,
Silicon Teens, Silicon Teens, Silicon Teens, Silicon Teens.
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.