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 Pakistan and from Hong Kong.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Tomorrow to the electroclash 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 Procol Harum. All the underground hits.
All Schoolly D tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every FM Einheit 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sister Nancy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Arthur Verocai,
Thee Headcoats,
Ponytail,
Zero Boys,
Vainqueur,
Lebanon Hanover,
Pole,
Bad Manners,
Albert Ayler,
Tropical Tobacco,
Brass Construction,
Drexciya,
Gerry Rafferty,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Soft Cell,
Unrelated Segments,
Easy Going,
Flamin' Groovies,
Soft Machine,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Swans,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Liliput,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
48th St. Collective,
John Cale,
Maurizio,
Reuben Wilson,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Saints,
Dorothy Ashby,
Suburban Knight,
Morten Harket,
Kurtis Blow,
D'Angelo,
Drive Like Jehu,
Kaleidoscope,
Swell Maps,
The Count Five,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Skatalites,
Toni Rubio,
Brand Nubian,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Real Kids,
UT,
The Fugs,
Sun City Girls,
Slick Rick,
Jerry's Kids,
These Immortal Souls,
Parry Music,
Duran Duran,
Mandrill,
Skriet,
Popol Vuh,
Niagra,
Tubeway Army,
Soul Sonic Force, Soul Sonic Force, Soul Sonic Force, Soul Sonic Force.
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.