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 Moldova and from Halifax.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Severed Heads to the disco kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 The Mojo Men. All the underground hits.
All The Evens tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bluetip record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 clarinet and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kango’s Stein Massive record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Letta Mbulu,
Japan,
Faraquet,
The Detroit Cobras,
Young Marble Giants,
Y Pants,
Sound Behaviour,
Mo-Dettes,
the Slits,
ABBA,
Cal Tjader,
Ituana,
Girls At Our Best!,
Thee Headcoats,
Bill Wells,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Standells,
Spandau Ballet,
Sixth Finger,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Harpers Bizarre,
In Retrospect,
Alison Limerick,
Reagan Youth,
Eddi Front,
Clear Light,
Ice-T,
Pantaleimon,
Maurizio,
The Gap Band,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
La Düsseldorf,
The Durutti Column,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Barrington Levy,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Neon Judgement,
Bad Manners,
New York Dolls,
Chris & Cosey,
R.M.O.,
Jacques Brel,
Bluetip,
Pharoah Sanders,
Average White Band,
Soft Machine,
Lalo Schifrin,
Wolf Eyes,
Boogie Down Productions,
Joensuu 1685,
The Blackbyrds,
Man Parrish,
Terrestrial Tones,
Sun Ra,
Todd Terry,
Tears for Fears,
Patti Smith,
T.S.O.L.,
Model 500,
Harmonia,
Pagans,
Drexciya,
Flipper, Flipper, Flipper, Flipper.
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.