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 El Salvador and from Toronto.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 mellotron 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 Todd Terry to the rap kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Siglo XX. All the underground hits.
All Scrapy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Reagan Youth 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a L. Decosne record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Modern Lovers,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Supertramp,
Byron Stingily,
The Divine Comedy,
Girls At Our Best!,
Kerri Chandler,
Maleditus Sound,
Joey Negro,
FM Einheit,
Quadrant,
Bobby Byrd,
Lakeside,
Goldenarms,
David Axelrod,
John Holt,
Robert Hood,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Crooked Eye,
Symarip,
James White and The Blacks,
Q and Not U,
Minor Threat,
Kenny Larkin,
Eric B and Rakim,
Godley & Creme,
Josef K,
Barry Ungar,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Can,
Mission of Burma,
Robert Wyatt,
Hoover,
Das Ding,
UT,
Infiniti,
Faraquet,
Dave Gahan,
Monolake,
Desert Stars,
AZ,
The Techniques,
the Germs,
Nico,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
T.S.O.L.,
Nas,
Popol Vuh,
Flamin' Groovies,
Ohio Players,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Nick Fraelich,
Young Marble Giants,
Joensuu 1685,
Anakelly,
Maurizio,
John Foxx,
Spoonie Gee,
Colin Newman, Colin Newman, Colin Newman, Colin Newman.
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.