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 Switzerland and from Calgary.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Bill Near to the jazz 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 Zero Boys. All the underground hits.
All Maleditus Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sun City Girls record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 harpsichord and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Fortunes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Chris & Cosey,
Rufus Thomas,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Chrome,
Sixth Finger,
Laurel Aitken,
June Days,
Terry Callier,
Depeche Mode,
Dual Sessions,
Eric Copeland,
New Order,
Morten Harket,
Erykah Badu,
The Litter,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
New York Dolls,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Index,
Funkadelic,
Saccharine Trust,
Aloha Tigers,
Jeff Mills,
Kenny Larkin,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Faust,
Newcleus,
David McCallum,
Joe Smooth,
The Velvet Underground,
Black Bananas,
Swell Maps,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Evens,
The Alarm Clocks,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Dorothy Ashby,
Minutemen,
Von Mondo,
Country Teasers,
Judy Mowatt,
DNA,
T.S.O.L.,
Adolescents,
The Last Poets,
The Techniques,
the Germs,
Tom Boy,
Gichy Dan,
Tubeway Army,
Popol Vuh,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Arab on Radar,
The Young Rascals,
Q65,
Bauhaus,
The Slackers,
Iggy Pop,
The J.B.'s,
Agent Orange,
Stetsasonic, Stetsasonic, Stetsasonic, Stetsasonic.
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.