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 Turkey and from Stockholm.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Seoul.
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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Eric Copeland to the grunge 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 It's A Beautiful Day. All the underground hits.
All Joy Division tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Circle Jerks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dual Sessions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Lou Reed,
The Five Americans,
Bluetip,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Barbara Tucker,
Animal Collective,
Godley & Creme,
Soulsonic Force,
Ralphi Rosario,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Agent Orange,
Boredoms,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Black Dice,
Blake Baxter,
Radiohead,
Bobby Hutcherson,
cv313,
The United States of America,
One Last Wish,
Niagra,
Crispian St. Peters,
Pere Ubu,
Young Marble Giants,
Oneida,
Mars,
Unrelated Segments,
Neu!,
UT,
The Durutti Column,
New Order,
Laurel Aitken,
Visage,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Ludus,
Massinfluence,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Adolescents,
Lindisfarne,
The Stooges,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Audionom,
Chris Corsano,
Organ,
Harpers Bizarre,
Don Cherry,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Vladislav Delay,
Unwound,
Peter and Kerry,
Shuggie Otis,
The Sonics,
Motorama,
T.S.O.L.,
Lou Christie,
Black Pus,
The Velvet Underground,
Liaisons Dangereuses, Liaisons Dangereuses, Liaisons Dangereuses, Liaisons Dangereuses.
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.