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 Chad and from Paris.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Salvador.
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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Ossler to the punk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Gerry Rafferty. All the underground hits.
All Basic Channel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Schoolly D record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Youth Brigade record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Delta 5,
Bizarre Inc.,
Ohio Players,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Nation of Ulysses,
U.S. Maple,
The Golliwogs,
Metal Thangz,
Negative Approach,
Wolf Eyes,
The Doors,
Sandy B,
Massinfluence,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Carl Craig,
Jandek,
Dennis Brown,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Wake,
Alison Limerick,
The Fuzztones,
Drexciya,
Judy Mowatt,
The Five Americans,
Todd Rundgren,
Joe Smooth,
Livin' Joy,
The Move,
Joe Finger,
The Cure,
Radiopuhelimet,
Boz Scaggs,
Shuggie Otis,
B.T. Express,
The Stooges,
Mary Jane Girls,
Marmalade,
Kevin Saunderson,
Television,
Adolescents,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Deakin,
Crash Course in Science,
Yaz,
A Certain Ratio,
Gang Gang Dance,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
X-Ray Spex,
The Dead C,
John Holt,
Gichy Dan,
Minor Threat,
Patti Smith,
The Names,
Laurel Aitken,
K-Klass,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Skriet,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Skatalites,
Sugar Minott,
It's A Beautiful Day,
PIL, PIL, PIL, PIL.
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.