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 Nauru 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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 chamberlin 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 It's A Beautiful Day to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 The Martian. All the underground hits.
All Oppenheimer Analysis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Techniques 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Darondo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mandrill,
Supertramp,
Letta Mbulu,
Ohio Players,
Crispian St. Peters,
Fela Kuti,
Visage,
Throbbing Gristle,
Agent Orange,
Sex Pistols,
Alphaville,
Gang of Four,
Ten City,
In Retrospect,
Banda Bassotti,
The Cure,
Ronan,
Easy Going,
Scion,
John Cale,
Urselle,
Newcleus,
T.S.O.L.,
cv313,
Lee Hazlewood,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Human League,
Ituana,
X-101,
Accadde A,
The Residents,
Stockholm Monsters,
Fatback Band,
Don Cherry,
Marc Almond,
Sun Ra,
Simply Red,
Camouflage,
Amon Düül,
Pet Shop Boys,
Rhythm & Sound,
Youth Brigade,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Last Poets,
The Martian,
Nils Olav,
Monolake,
Lebanon Hanover,
Funkadelic,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Warren Ellis,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
LL Cool J,
Jeff Lynne,
The Smoke,
Lower 48,
Todd Rundgren,
Mo-Dettes,
Minutemen,
Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica.
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.