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 Albania and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Bremen.
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 sitar 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 Dennis Brown to the dance kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Zero Boys. All the underground hits.
All Black Moon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joe Smooth 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Alice Coltrane record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Little Man,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Sun City Girls,
Malaria!,
Crash Course in Science,
Scott Walker,
Harpers Bizarre,
Tomorrow,
Stereo Dub,
Rakim,
Scientists,
James White and The Blacks,
Unrelated Segments,
Metal Thangz,
Black Flag,
The Seeds,
Sparks,
New Order,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Siglo XX,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Niagra,
Brand Nubian,
Skarface,
The Blues Magoos,
Gerry Rafferty,
Nick Fraelich,
Whodini,
Rod Modell,
Monks,
Marc Almond,
the Normal,
The Vogues,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Theoretical Girls,
Soul II Soul,
Cluster,
Bill Near,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Sound Behaviour,
Y Pants,
Bauhaus,
Robert Görl,
Das Ding,
June of 44,
Chrome,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Marmalade,
The United States of America,
Negative Approach,
Tim Buckley,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
David Bowie,
The Black Dice,
Erasure,
John Cale,
Scratch Acid,
Magazine, Magazine, Magazine, Magazine.
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.