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 Bulgaria and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 oboe 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 Newcleus to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Todd Terry. All the underground hits.
All Soft Cell tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Groovy Waters record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 snare and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Minny Pops record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro 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,
Little Man,
Model 500,
Delon & Dalcan,
Kayak,
La Düsseldorf,
The Doors,
The J.B.'s,
Quadrant,
Rites of Spring,
Pussy Galore,
Godley & Creme,
Thompson Twins,
Can,
Zapp,
Saccharine Trust,
Archie Shepp,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Parry Music,
The Dead C,
The Alarm Clocks,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Harpers Bizarre,
F. McDonald,
Cal Tjader,
Gang Green,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Tubeway Army,
Maurizio,
Iggy Pop,
Sister Nancy,
Matthew Bourne,
T. Rex,
The Golliwogs,
The Fortunes,
Cheater Slicks,
The Cure,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Rekid,
Man Parrish,
Ornette Coleman,
Joey Negro,
Television Personalities,
The Leaves,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Trumans Water,
Throbbing Gristle,
AZ,
Chrome,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Seeds,
K-Klass,
Jacques Brel,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Sparks,
Subhumans,
Animal Collective,
The Electric Prunes,
Nils Olav,
Buzzcocks, Buzzcocks, Buzzcocks, Buzzcocks.
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.