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 United States and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 güiro 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 Zero Boys to the funk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Deepchord. All the underground hits.
All The Young Rascals tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rosa Yemen 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 an arpeggiator and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camouflage record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lalann,
Gerry Rafferty,
Davy DMX,
Danielle Patucci,
Colin Newman,
Lower 48,
Tim Buckley,
Jacob Miller,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Deepchord,
Groovy Waters,
The Raincoats,
48th St. Collective,
Au Pairs,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Wings,
Mad Mike,
The Saints,
Radio Birdman,
Wolf Eyes,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Faust,
the Germs,
The Electric Prunes,
Eddi Front,
The Fugs,
The Fall,
Black Bananas,
Stockholm Monsters,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Lou Reed,
Echospace,
Das Ding,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Unwound,
Zero Boys,
KRS-One,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Moody Blues,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Motions,
CMW,
John Coltrane,
Suburban Knight,
Camberwell Now,
kango's stein massive,
The Pop Group,
Grey Daturas,
Shuggie Otis,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
New York Dolls,
The Litter,
Freddie Wadling,
Iggy Pop,
The American Breed,
Susan Cadogan,
Siglo XX,
Kool Moe Dee,
Ornette Coleman,
This Heat,
Patti Smith,
Charles Mingus, Charles Mingus, Charles Mingus, Charles Mingus.
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.