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 Burundi and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide 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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Mark Hollis to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Joey Negro. All the underground hits.
All Thee Headcoats tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Birthday Party 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mad Mike record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Young Rascals,
Y Pants,
Pagans,
Lebanon Hanover,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Lindisfarne,
Ultimate Spinach,
Aloha Tigers,
Charles Mingus,
Deakin,
Black Moon,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Wire,
The Red Krayola,
Hasil Adkins,
The Walker Brothers,
LL Cool J,
Icehouse,
Lucky Dragons,
10cc,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Rod Modell,
The Alarm Clocks,
Ultra Naté,
Toni Rubio,
Big Daddy Kane,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Matthew Bourne,
Crime,
John Foxx,
Roger Hodgson,
48th St. Collective,
Ice-T,
Kurtis Blow,
L. Decosne,
Wolf Eyes,
Monks,
Ralphi Rosario,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Goldenarms,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Black Pus,
Nik Kershaw,
Porter Ricks,
JFA,
Chris & Cosey,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Kas Product,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Godley & Creme,
FM Einheit,
The Monochrome Set,
Babytalk,
The Cramps,
Yazoo,
Dead Boys,
Funky Four + One,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Girls At Our Best!,
Bluetip,
Terry Callier,
The Black Dice,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam.
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.