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 Iraq and from Shanghai.
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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Average White Band to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Interpol. All the underground hits.
All Siglo XX tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gong record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a John Lydon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rakim,
Shoche,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Young Rascals,
Liliput,
Letta Mbulu,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Index,
Bluetip,
The Busters,
Dead Boys,
Jesper Dahlback,
Stetsasonic,
Zero Boys,
The Litter,
One Last Wish,
Jerry's Kids,
Morten Harket,
Glenn Branca,
The Remains,
The Index,
The Gun Club,
Black Flag,
Deadbeat,
Donald Byrd,
Camouflage,
Ronnie Foster,
Altered Images,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Smiths,
Mary Jane Girls,
Minor Threat,
Kool Moe Dee,
Joy Division,
Blake Baxter,
The Offenders,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Skatalites,
Rosa Yemen,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Soft Machine,
the Swans,
Talk Talk,
Pole,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Blossom Toes,
kango's stein massive,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Massinfluence,
Kevin Saunderson,
Soul II Soul,
Main Source,
Maurizio,
The Associates,
The Human League,
Ludus,
Camberwell Now,
the Soft Cell,
Bad Manners,
Lou Reed, Lou Reed, Lou Reed, Lou Reed.
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.