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 Burkina and from New York.
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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the guitar 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 Ultra Naté to the dance kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Severed Heads. All the underground hits.
All Sound Behaviour tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jandek record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Quando Quango record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Dirtbombs,
Little Man,
The Techniques,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
the Slits,
The Beau Brummels,
Niagra,
Soft Machine,
T.S.O.L.,
Quantec,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Marine Girls,
The Grass Roots,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
JFA,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Camberwell Now,
The Victims,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Nick Fraelich,
Morten Harket,
The Cramps,
Wally Richardson,
Sound Behaviour,
Mad Mike,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Sällskapet,
Eric Copeland,
Surgeon,
The Human League,
Sarah Menescal,
Ludus,
Slick Rick,
the Germs,
DJ Sneak,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Brick,
Reuben Wilson,
Faust,
Cybotron,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Cal Tjader,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Groovy Waters,
Liliput,
Gil Scott Heron,
Mo-Dettes,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Boz Scaggs,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Swans,
Television Personalities,
In Retrospect,
Jacques Brel,
Slave,
The Shadows of Knight,
Soulsonic Force,
The Toasters,
the Normal,
Technova,
Roxette,
Ornette Coleman,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu.
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.