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 Kosovo and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1961 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 Holger Czukay 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 Pagans to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Cluster. All the underground hits.
All Niagra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every New York Dolls record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
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 AZ record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lindisfarne,
Mandrill,
10cc,
Boredoms,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Sixth Finger,
Sun Ra,
Chrome,
Ossler,
the Association,
Franke,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Josef K,
Lalann,
The Last Poets,
The Happenings,
Robert Wyatt,
Lungfish,
The Names,
Terry Callier,
Bobby Sherman,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Little Man,
Don Cherry,
Aaron Thompson,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
JFA,
Radio Birdman,
Bauhaus,
Tim Buckley,
Jeff Mills,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Gun Club,
Amazonics,
Derrick Morgan,
Pylon,
Electric Prunes,
The Fall,
Depeche Mode,
Tomorrow,
Cheater Slicks,
Cameo,
Niagra,
Crispy Ambulance,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Vladislav Delay,
L. Decosne,
Kenny Larkin,
Faust,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Jacques Brel,
The Evens,
Donny Hathaway,
Q and Not U,
Gerry Rafferty,
Sister Nancy,
Al Stewart,
Yazoo, Yazoo, Yazoo, Yazoo.
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.