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 Spain and from Calgary.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Larry & the Blue Notes to the grime kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Matthew Halsall. All the underground hits.
All Chrome tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every James Chance & The Contortions record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sugar Minott record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Brothers Johnson,
Jawbox,
Average White Band,
Eric Dolphy,
Barclay James Harvest,
Skriet,
Lucky Dragons,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
H. Thieme,
Electric Prunes,
Negative Approach,
Arthur Verocai,
Yazoo,
Deadbeat,
The Slackers,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Boz Scaggs,
The Red Krayola,
Johnny Clarke,
Scott Walker,
KRS-One,
Surgeon,
ABC,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Lightning Bolt,
Quantec,
Godley & Creme,
Fela Kuti,
The Standells,
Dennis Brown,
Shoche,
Wire,
Barry Ungar,
New Age Steppers,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
the Swans,
JFA,
The Golliwogs,
Todd Terry,
Hashim,
Circle Jerks,
Sun City Girls,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Durutti Column,
Dave Gahan,
Brick,
Ultra Naté,
Bobby Byrd,
China Crisis,
Siglo XX,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Japan,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Faraquet,
World's Most,
The Gap Band,
Stetsasonic,
Janne Schatter, Janne Schatter, Janne Schatter, Janne Schatter.
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.