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 Libya and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise show in London.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Bremen.
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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 LL Cool J to the disco 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 Slave. All the underground hits.
All Fatback Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mark Hollis record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 an oboe and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Sonics record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Animal Collective,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Nas,
Angry Samoans,
Soul II Soul,
Deepchord,
the Normal,
Gabor Szabo,
the Soft Cell,
John Coltrane,
The United States of America,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Freddie Wadling,
The Remains,
The Gun Club,
Marshall Jefferson,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Chrome,
The Invisible,
Deakin,
Wings,
FM Einheit,
Bang On A Can,
Black Sheep,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Sam Rivers,
The Stooges,
Q65,
Procol Harum,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Oneida,
Brick,
Wire,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Iggy Pop,
Ralphi Rosario,
Electric Prunes,
Cameo,
Pussy Galore,
Andrew Hill,
Todd Rundgren,
The Leaves,
The Pop Group,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Theoretical Girls,
Cluster,
Nik Kershaw,
Kayak,
E-Dancer,
Buzzcocks,
Wolf Eyes,
T.S.O.L.,
Erasure,
Susan Cadogan,
The Grass Roots,
Lyres,
Godley & Creme,
Television Personalities,
Index,
Barclay James Harvest,
Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen.
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.