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 Colombia and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television 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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Hoover to the crunk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Matthew Halsall. All the underground hits.
All Gabor Szabo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eli Mardock record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 an organ and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Delon & Dalcan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Normal,
Popol Vuh,
Todd Rundgren,
Stetsasonic,
The Golliwogs,
Hardrive,
Curtis Mayfield,
Nirvana,
Bauhaus,
Rhythm & Sound,
Minutemen,
Derrick May,
Ken Boothe,
The Move,
Skaos,
The Angels of Light,
Sight & Sound,
Gastr Del Sol,
Mad Mike,
Frankie Knuckles,
Marine Girls,
The Divine Comedy,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Lucky Dragons,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Brick,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Boogie Down Productions,
Interpol,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Patti Smith,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Visage,
Carl Craig,
Gabor Szabo,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Neil Young,
Wolf Eyes,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Danielle Patucci,
The Real Kids,
Cymande,
Delta 5,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
John Lydon,
Outsiders,
Lou Reed,
Leonard Cohen,
Shuggie Otis,
These Immortal Souls,
Nik Kershaw,
Qualms,
Monks,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Pole,
The Kinks,
Mary Jane Girls,
Adolescents,
Deakin,
Darondo,
Boredoms,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs.
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.