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 Qatar and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the güiro 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 Oneida to the grime 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 Lou Reed. All the underground hits.
All Pagans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Average White Band 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Albert Ayler record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kenny Larkin,
Unwound,
Adolescents,
Roy Ayers,
Camberwell Now,
DJ Sneak,
Sällskapet,
The Techniques,
Tears for Fears,
Steve Hackett,
Lakeside,
Metal Thangz,
Todd Terry,
The Pretty Things,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Alarm Clocks,
Cybotron,
Theoretical Girls,
Graham Central Station,
A Certain Ratio,
Amazonics,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
John Lydon,
The Red Krayola,
Godley & Creme,
Rufus Thomas,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Morten Harket,
Urselle,
Mission of Burma,
Lebanon Hanover,
Mantronix,
The Motions,
Silicon Teens,
Dual Sessions,
Con Funk Shun,
EPMD,
Liliput,
The Shadows of Knight,
Smog,
Deadbeat,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Glambeats Corp.,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Das Ding,
Oneida,
Organ,
Wire,
Jimmy McGriff,
Mark Hollis,
The Martian,
Vladislav Delay,
Johnny Clarke,
Hardrive,
Black Flag,
The Cramps,
Derrick Morgan,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Arcadia,
Neil Young,
It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day.
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.