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 Brazil and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 guitar 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 kango's stein massive to the jazz kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Sonic Youth. All the underground hits.
All The Offenders tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sister Nancy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 clarinet and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scott Walker + Sunn O))) record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Basic Channel,
Ice-T,
Sexual Harrassment,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Joyce Sims,
June of 44,
U.S. Maple,
The Pop Group,
Quando Quango,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Slave,
The Red Krayola,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Cluster,
Pulsallama,
The Fortunes,
Fatback Band,
Stetsasonic,
Quantec,
Janne Schatter,
Royal Trux,
Althea and Donna,
Wings,
Anthony Braxton,
Con Funk Shun,
MC5,
Idris Muhammad,
Circle Jerks,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Rotary Connection,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Derrick May,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Barbara Tucker,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Whodini,
X-102,
Hashim,
Fear,
Das Ding,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Jesper Dahlback,
The New Christs,
OOIOO,
The Cramps,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Max Romeo,
The Moody Blues,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Pylon,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Judy Mowatt,
Tres Demented,
Rekid,
Roxette,
The Searchers, The Searchers, The Searchers, The Searchers.
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.