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 Paraguay and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 David McCallum to the crunk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 New York Dolls. All the underground hits.
All Circle Jerks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alice Coltrane record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a John Cale record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
John Lydon,
Circle Jerks,
Jimmy McGriff,
Theoretical Girls,
DJ Sneak,
Stiv Bators,
Skarface,
Stetsasonic,
Reagan Youth,
Jerry's Kids,
Wire,
The Victims,
Cal Tjader,
Howard Jones,
Sound Behaviour,
Gabor Szabo,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Toni Rubio,
Pharoah Sanders,
Niagra,
The Selecter,
New Order,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Flesh Eaters,
JFA,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Derrick Morgan,
Roxette,
Von Mondo,
Boogie Down Productions,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Todd Terry,
Vladislav Delay,
Little Man,
Colin Newman,
The Golliwogs,
The Monochrome Set,
the Human League,
Henry Cow,
Scrapy,
Black Bananas,
Eurythmics,
Charles Mingus,
Chrome,
The Zeros,
Tears for Fears,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
ABBA,
Sexual Harrassment,
Minor Threat,
Bob Dylan,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Bluetip,
The Techniques,
Nick Fraelich,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Drexciya,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Terry Callier,
Youth Brigade,
Amazonics,
Groovy Waters, Groovy Waters, Groovy Waters, Groovy Waters.
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.