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 Togo and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the guitar 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 Vaughan Mason & Crew to the jazz 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 Stereo Dub. All the underground hits.
All Panda Bear tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Black Sheep 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Can record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Yusef Lateef,
The Real Kids,
John Cale,
Sixth Finger,
Ten City,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
the Human League,
Wally Richardson,
The Martian,
A Certain Ratio,
Darondo,
Audionom,
Bill Wells,
Bad Manners,
In Retrospect,
Roxette,
Idris Muhammad,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Grauzone,
The Angels of Light,
Roxy Music,
The Blackbyrds,
The Velvet Underground,
Deadbeat,
Swell Maps,
Thee Headcoats,
Sarah Menescal,
Morten Harket,
Bang On A Can,
Das Ding,
ABBA,
Zero Boys,
Los Fastidios,
Laurel Aitken,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Angry Samoans,
Scratch Acid,
Ultimate Spinach,
Sister Nancy,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Saccharine Trust,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Fela Kuti,
the Germs,
Blancmange,
The Motions,
10cc,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Gang Starr,
Barry Ungar,
Stetsasonic,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Skatalites,
Crooked Eye,
Negative Approach,
MC5,
Dead Boys,
Lower 48, Lower 48, Lower 48, Lower 48.
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.