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 Portugal and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Milan.
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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Interpol to the dance 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 Marc Almond. All the underground hits.
All June Days tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rekid record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aswad record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sonic Youth,
Minutemen,
Althea and Donna,
Amon Düül,
Pole,
Dennis Brown,
Gang Gang Dance,
Blancmange,
Chris Corsano,
Echospace,
Lou Christie,
David Axelrod,
Infiniti,
Rites of Spring,
The Pretty Things,
Metal Thangz,
Fad Gadget,
Theoretical Girls,
Idris Muhammad,
Aaron Thompson,
Minnie Riperton,
Albert Ayler,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Goldenarms,
The Velvet Underground,
Kaleidoscope,
Oblivians,
Soft Cell,
Shuggie Otis,
Barry Ungar,
Bill Near,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Gap Band,
The Gories,
Main Source,
The Grass Roots,
La Düsseldorf,
Alice Coltrane,
Ralphi Rosario,
Scion,
the Association,
The Residents,
Sparks,
Gil Scott Heron,
Fatback Band,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Black Moon,
The Electric Prunes,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Half Japanese,
Matthew Bourne,
Marine Girls,
Moby Grape,
Joy Division,
Slick Rick,
John Cale,
Siglo XX,
Das Ding,
Marvin Gaye,
The Slits,
The Cramps,
Bobby Hutcherson,
MC5,
Pulsallama,
The Dave Clark Five, The Dave Clark Five, The Dave Clark Five, The Dave Clark Five.
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.