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 Libya and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 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 Excepter to the funk 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 The Flesh Eaters. All the underground hits.
All Oblivians tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soul Sonic Force 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a World's Most record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alton Ellis,
The Monochrome Set,
The Gap Band,
Maurizio,
Can,
Ice-T,
Gregory Isaacs,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Boz Scaggs,
ABC,
Kaleidoscope,
Black Bananas,
Barbara Tucker,
Laurel Aitken,
Circle Jerks,
Sam Rivers,
Technova,
Black Flag,
Animal Collective,
The Pretty Things,
Peter & Gordon,
Ultravox,
Massinfluence,
Yellowson,
Delon & Dalcan,
Icehouse,
Slick Rick,
Matthew Halsall,
James Chance & The Contortions,
X-Ray Spex,
Trumans Water,
Drive Like Jehu,
Brothers Johnson,
Wally Richardson,
Minny Pops,
Gil Scott Heron,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Lalo Schifrin,
Malaria!,
Y Pants,
Robert Wyatt,
The Zeros,
Bang On A Can,
the Soft Cell,
the Slits,
Bob Dylan,
Gabor Szabo,
Kerrie Biddell,
Mantronix,
The Barracudas,
Von Mondo,
The American Breed,
Neu!,
DNA,
Don Cherry,
48th St. Collective,
Lower 48,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Pantytec,
Mary Jane Girls,
Faraquet,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Livin' Joy, Livin' Joy, Livin' Joy, Livin' Joy.
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.