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 Comoros and from Tehran.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 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 Ronan to the disco 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 Desert Stars. All the underground hits.
All Louis and Bebe Barron tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wasted Youth record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Young Rascals record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joensuu 1685,
Dawn Penn,
Warsaw,
The United States of America,
Banda Bassotti,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Jeru the Damaja,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Schoolly D,
Aural Exciters,
The Slackers,
Goldenarms,
Audionom,
Gichy Dan,
The Pop Group,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Thee Headcoats,
Panda Bear,
Nirvana,
Joe Smooth,
Bronski Beat,
Mad Mike,
Dead Boys,
Piero Umiliani,
Brothers Johnson,
a-ha,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Faraquet,
Country Teasers,
Cal Tjader,
Au Pairs,
Agitation Free,
David McCallum,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
T. Rex,
Soul II Soul,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Jesper Dahlback,
Fatback Band,
The Cure,
Simply Red,
The Gun Club,
Pet Shop Boys,
Lalo Schifrin,
One Last Wish,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Tom Boy,
Scrapy,
The Misunderstood,
T.S.O.L.,
Depeche Mode,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Sun Ra,
Steve Hackett,
R.M.O.,
The Blackbyrds,
DJ Style,
Rapeman,
Gregory Isaacs,
Matthew Halsall,
Oneida,
Warren Ellis,
Bobby Womack,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks, Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks, Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks, Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks.
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.