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 Latvia and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
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 Zapp to the funk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Dawn Penn. All the underground hits.
All The Slits tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gichy Dan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 clarinet and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Grey Daturas record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marine Girls,
David Axelrod,
Gang Green,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Fad Gadget,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Minny Pops,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Crime,
Derrick May,
World's Most,
Gastr Del Sol,
Hot Snakes,
The Standells,
Steve Hackett,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Cameo,
Davy DMX,
Althea and Donna,
Max Romeo,
Los Fastidios,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Black Bananas,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Skaos,
Wire,
Robert Görl,
The Cowsills,
Vladislav Delay,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Carl Craig,
Liliput,
Interpol,
Morten Harket,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Unrelated Segments,
Sandy B,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Lungfish,
The Saints,
Wolf Eyes,
These Immortal Souls,
KRS-One,
the Normal,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Drive Like Jehu,
Marvin Gaye,
Bill Wells,
The Cure,
Kurtis Blow,
Von Mondo,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Star Department,
Idris Muhammad,
Das Ding,
The Doobie Brothers,
Colin Newman,
Amazonics,
Livin' Joy,
Eric B and Rakim,
Arcadia, Arcadia, Arcadia, Arcadia.
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.