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 Greece and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Marine Girls to the grime kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Severed Heads. All the underground hits.
All Arab on Radar tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Robert Hood record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 a güiro and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eyeless In Gaza 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?
Susan Cadogan,
Liliput,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Ronnie Foster,
The Residents,
a-ha,
Swell Maps,
Siglo XX,
Outsiders,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Gregory Isaacs,
Fad Gadget,
Rhythm & Sound,
Niagra,
Gichy Dan,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Von Mondo,
Hoover,
The Sisters of Mercy,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
kango's stein massive,
JFA,
X-101,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Judy Mowatt,
Dual Sessions,
Matthew Bourne,
Motorama,
The Skatalites,
The Cowsills,
Tom Boy,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Brass Construction,
Bobby Byrd,
T. Rex,
Bang On A Can,
Japan,
Suicide,
Public Image Ltd.,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Gil Scott Heron,
Kerrie Biddell,
Pharoah Sanders,
Aural Exciters,
Hot Snakes,
Television Personalities,
Rapeman,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Black Flag,
John Foxx,
DNA,
Steve Hackett,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Camouflage,
Crispian St. Peters,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Evens,
Absolute Body Control,
The Five Americans,
Youth Brigade,
Negative Approach, Negative Approach, Negative Approach, Negative Approach.
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.