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 Iceland and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Shoche to the disco kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 James White and The Blacks. All the underground hits.
All Eyeless In Gaza tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every AZ record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 a synthesizer and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sunsets and Hearts,
Bill Near,
Altered Images,
Sun Ra,
Simply Red,
Albert Ayler,
Peter & Gordon,
Marcia Griffiths,
Ohio Players,
cv313,
Circle Jerks,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Public Image Ltd.,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Aloha Tigers,
Susan Cadogan,
Throbbing Gristle,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Jandek,
Franke,
Carl Craig,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Pretty Things,
Basic Channel,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Juan Atkins,
The Vogues,
FM Einheit,
The Index,
The Offenders,
James Chance & The Contortions,
the Germs,
Rhythm & Sound,
Crispy Ambulance,
Jacques Brel,
The Evens,
Deepchord,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Neil Young,
DNA,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Pantytec,
Scan 7,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Glenn Branca,
Stereo Dub,
Moebius,
The Seeds,
Peter and Kerry,
The Gap Band,
Barry Ungar,
In Retrospect,
Suicide,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Victims,
The Music Machine,
Q65,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Neon Judgement,
Frankie Knuckles,
Eve St. Jones,
Bob Dylan,
Howard Jones, Howard Jones, Howard Jones, Howard Jones.
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.