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 Ecuador and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Spandau Ballet to the grime kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Country Joe & The Fish. All the underground hits.
All Talk Talk tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Peanut Butter Conspiracy 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Drive Like Jehu record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sonic Youth,
Depeche Mode,
Main Source,
Brothers Johnson,
New York Dolls,
The Doobie Brothers,
Wasted Youth,
One Last Wish,
Ludus,
The Fall,
Alphaville,
Amon Düül,
Spoonie Gee,
Black Sheep,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
DJ Style,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Barrington Levy,
Livin' Joy,
Quadrant,
Roxy Music,
KRS-One,
MDC,
Eric Dolphy,
the Soft Cell,
Minor Threat,
Skaos,
Public Enemy,
Radiohead,
Grauzone,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Connie Case,
Andrew Hill,
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UT,
Con Funk Shun,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Eric B and Rakim,
Cluster,
Soft Cell,
Drexciya,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Raincoats,
MC5,
R.M.O.,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Popol Vuh,
The Cowsills,
Joy Division,
Robert Wyatt,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
John Lydon,
Hot Snakes,
Pylon,
Goldenarms,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Walker Brothers,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Seeds,
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.