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 Lebanon and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1983 at the first Bronski Beat practice in a loft in Brixton.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 OOIOO to the rock 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 Soft Machine. All the underground hits.
All Aaron Thompson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Y Pants 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Cosmic Jokers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sonic Youth,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Mandrill,
Jandek,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Faraquet,
Niagra,
Bill Near,
World's Most,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Knickerbockers,
The Martian,
Second Layer,
Minutemen,
Sällskapet,
Black Bananas,
The Toasters,
Black Pus,
Deadbeat,
Maleditus Sound,
Swell Maps,
Jeru the Damaja,
Amon Düül,
The Monks,
Oblivians,
Lucky Dragons,
Fela Kuti,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Electric Prunes,
Chrome,
Cheater Slicks,
Cluster,
Monks,
Babytalk,
The Doobie Brothers,
Colin Newman,
Delon & Dalcan,
Au Pairs,
The Star Department,
The Buckinghams,
Dennis Brown,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Soulsonic Force,
China Crisis,
Kaleidoscope,
Brass Construction,
Arcadia,
Trumans Water,
Terry Callier,
Cybotron,
Grey Daturas,
Josef K,
Marc Almond,
Joensuu 1685,
Big Daddy Kane, Big Daddy Kane, Big Daddy Kane, Big Daddy Kane.
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.