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 Nigeria and from London.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Animal Collective to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Chrome. All the underground hits.
All the Swans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mo-Dettes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 a mellotron and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Country Teasers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jacques Brel,
The Associates,
Wings,
The Grass Roots,
Ultra Naté,
Eve St. Jones,
JFA,
Accadde A,
Patti Smith,
Pet Shop Boys,
Shuggie Otis,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Bobby Byrd,
Groovy Waters,
The Young Rascals,
Ossler,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Stooges,
Cal Tjader,
The Cure,
Laurel Aitken,
DJ Style,
Jawbox,
Tears for Fears,
Bill Wells,
Sun City Girls,
The Angels of Light,
Erasure,
Janne Schatter,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Moss Icon,
Grandmaster Flash,
T. Rex,
Dual Sessions,
The Selecter,
Hashim,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Circle Jerks,
Khruangbin,
Minny Pops,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Con Funk Shun,
Todd Rundgren,
Intrusion,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Bauhaus,
Angry Samoans,
Guru Guru,
the Slits,
Anthony Braxton,
Niagra,
Barry Ungar,
Max Romeo,
Subhumans,
Colin Newman,
Mandrill,
Gang of Four,
Wolf Eyes,
Tubeway Army,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
China Crisis,
Camberwell Now, Camberwell Now, Camberwell Now, Camberwell Now.
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.