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 Oman and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television 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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 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 Stiv Bators to the rock kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Tomorrow. All the underground hits.
All Moby Grape tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kaleidoscope 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DJ Sneak,
Essential Logic,
Audionom,
Rekid,
The Saints,
DJ Style,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Wake,
New Age Steppers,
Lou Christie,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Henry Cow,
X-101,
Barry Ungar,
Bush Tetras,
Big Daddy Kane,
Harpers Bizarre,
Duran Duran,
Eric Copeland,
Drive Like Jehu,
Joe Finger,
Sexual Harrassment,
Flash Fearless,
Robert Wyatt,
Soul II Soul,
ABBA,
Q and Not U,
Iggy Pop,
AZ,
Thompson Twins,
Harmonia,
B.T. Express,
Neu!,
Faraquet,
Alton Ellis,
The Invisible,
Sixth Finger,
Girls At Our Best!,
June Days,
Jawbox,
Public Image Ltd.,
Joy Division,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Stockholm Monsters,
Aaron Thompson,
Thee Headcoats,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Todd Terry,
Grey Daturas,
Gabor Szabo,
Pagans,
Au Pairs,
The Shadows of Knight,
Sam Rivers,
Carl Craig,
Ralphi Rosario,
Cluster,
The Skatalites,
The Monochrome Set,
Bad Manners,
Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes.
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.