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 Russia and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Toronto.
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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Scott Walker + Sunn O))) to the punk 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 Selector Dub Narcotic. All the underground hits.
All Lungfish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Little Man record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Grauzone,
Gregory Isaacs,
the Association,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Parry Music,
ABC,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Gun Club,
Sarah Menescal,
Kool Moe Dee,
Ludus,
LL Cool J,
Y Pants,
The Dead C,
Goldenarms,
Fear,
Gang Green,
Avey Tare,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Fuzztones,
Radio Birdman,
Tim Buckley,
kango's stein massive,
Lightning Bolt,
Traffic Nightmare,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Depeche Mode,
The Real Kids,
Little Man,
Theoretical Girls,
Subhumans,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Charles Mingus,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
X-102,
Stiv Bators,
Curtis Mayfield,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Music Machine,
The Mojo Men,
Graham Central Station,
The Moody Blues,
The Cramps,
Marvin Gaye,
Quadrant,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Lalo Schifrin,
Underground Resistance,
Severed Heads,
Archie Shepp,
Cymande,
Unwound,
Oneida,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Toasters,
Shoche,
The Pretty Things,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Toni Rubio,
Arthur Verocai,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Kurtis Blow,
Iggy Pop, Iggy Pop, Iggy Pop, Iggy Pop.
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.