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 Cuba and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Gong to the techno 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 Junior Murvin. All the underground hits.
All Althea and Donna tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Standells record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 an oboe and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Colin Newman record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Detroit Cobras,
The Mojo Men,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
DJ Style,
Agitation Free,
Black Moon,
Dorothy Ashby,
Anakelly,
Bauhaus,
T. Rex,
Ultra Naté,
Bluetip,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
R.M.O.,
Scrapy,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
the Bar-Kays,
John Foxx,
Tommy Roe,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Smiths,
Clear Light,
Joe Finger,
the Soft Cell,
Laurel Aitken,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Mary Jane Girls,
Royal Trux,
John Holt,
Ponytail,
Lou Reed,
Minny Pops,
OOIOO,
The Sound,
Gang Green,
Deepchord,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Moleskins,
Suburban Knight,
Yaz,
The Cure,
Hashim,
Jeff Mills,
the Slits,
Brand Nubian,
Depeche Mode,
Anthony Braxton,
Altered Images,
the Germs,
Grey Daturas,
Fluxion,
a-ha,
Crime,
Faraquet,
Negative Approach,
Todd Terry,
Arab on Radar,
10cc,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
David Bowie,
Crispy Ambulance, Crispy Ambulance, Crispy Ambulance, Crispy Ambulance.
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.