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 Israel and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 Holger Czukay 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 Roy Ayers Ubiquity to the disco kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Agitation Free. All the underground hits.
All The Knickerbockers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Negative Approach record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 an organ and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Siouxsie and the Banshees record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Loose Ends,
Ultimate Spinach,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Thompson Twins,
Tomorrow,
James White and The Blacks,
Wings,
The Wake,
Danielle Patucci,
The Raincoats,
Oblivians,
Curtis Mayfield,
Tres Demented,
Bauhaus,
Sam Rivers,
David Bowie,
Alice Coltrane,
Hasil Adkins,
Agitation Free,
World's Most,
Matthew Halsall,
Jesper Dahlback,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Black Flag,
Bronski Beat,
The Doobie Brothers,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Sonics,
Carl Craig,
Malaria!,
Crispy Ambulance,
Groovy Waters,
The Misunderstood,
Johnny Osbourne,
Ludus,
The Associates,
Aloha Tigers,
Bush Tetras,
Bobby Sherman,
Sun City Girls,
Fatback Band,
Sarah Menescal,
Index,
Accadde A,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Fear,
Ronan,
The Black Dice,
Cluster,
Patti Smith,
Eve St. Jones,
Maleditus Sound,
Iggy Pop,
The Sound,
The Alarm Clocks,
Youth Brigade,
Vainqueur,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Remains,
kango's stein massive,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Eric Copeland,
Y Pants,
Bob Dylan, Bob Dylan, Bob Dylan, Bob Dylan.
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.