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 Honduras and from Paris.
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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 spring reverb 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 The Toasters to the rock 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 a-ha. All the underground hits.
All Pantaleimon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camberwell Now 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rekid record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sonic Youth,
Harry Pussy,
Ice-T,
Gabor Szabo,
Lee Hazlewood,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Mojo Men,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Blackbyrds,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
La Düsseldorf,
Moss Icon,
Scott Walker,
Frankie Knuckles,
Surgeon,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Seeds,
The Fortunes,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Tom Boy,
Angry Samoans,
Kerri Chandler,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Lucky Dragons,
The Pretty Things,
Accadde A,
Duran Duran,
Siglo XX,
The Gap Band,
Zapp,
Y Pants,
John Lydon,
Electric Prunes,
Bluetip,
Joe Finger,
Carl Craig,
Scrapy,
EPMD,
Johnny Clarke,
Thee Headcoats,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Soulsonic Force,
Lebanon Hanover,
Steve Hackett,
The Stooges,
a-ha,
Warren Ellis,
Dorothy Ashby,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Hardrive,
Banda Bassotti,
Josef K,
The Moleskins,
Liliput,
The Selecter,
Mandrill,
Babytalk,
Clear Light,
Derrick May,
The Human League,
DJ Style, DJ Style, DJ Style, DJ Style.
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.