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 Sudan and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 Milan and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 theremin 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 Bauhaus to the rock kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Television Personalities. All the underground hits.
All Ken Boothe tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Gories record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 marimba and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Young Marble Giants record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Khruangbin,
The Monks,
Darondo,
the Fania All-Stars,
Mission of Burma,
Quantec,
Faust,
Sun Ra,
Joy Division,
The Cowsills,
Skarface,
X-102,
The Human League,
Eli Mardock,
Marmalade,
Dorothy Ashby,
Basic Channel,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Colin Newman,
Nick Fraelich,
The Count Five,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Alphaville,
Country Teasers,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Rotary Connection,
Bobby Byrd,
Banda Bassotti,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Icehouse,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Gichy Dan,
Chrome,
Johnny Osbourne,
Massinfluence,
Dawn Penn,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Buckinghams,
Alton Ellis,
MC5,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Simply Red,
Tom Boy,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Junior Murvin,
The Residents,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Ten City,
Marine Girls,
Joensuu 1685,
Blossom Toes,
The Mojo Men,
Gong,
Make Up,
Lakeside,
Cymande,
The Searchers,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Cramps, The Cramps, The Cramps, The Cramps.
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.