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 Venezuela and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 clarinet 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 The Chocolate Watch Band to the electroclash 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 Jacob Miller. All the underground hits.
All Art Ensemble Of Chicago tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Blossom Toes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 spring reverb and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wally Richardson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Eve St. Jones,
The Searchers,
Ronnie Foster,
Young Marble Giants,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Interpol,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Minutemen,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Ultra Naté,
Jeff Mills,
Deakin,
Ice-T,
The Moleskins,
Franke,
48th St. Collective,
Cheater Slicks,
Arcadia,
Kenny Larkin,
Visage,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Saccharine Trust,
OOIOO,
Swell Maps,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Flash Fearless,
Public Image Ltd.,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Camberwell Now,
Au Pairs,
The Music Machine,
Soft Machine,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Fortunes,
Newcleus,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Nico,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Schoolly D,
Dave Gahan,
Depeche Mode,
Kerri Chandler,
Nils Olav,
Harry Pussy,
Blake Baxter,
Surgeon,
John Holt,
K-Klass,
Mark Hollis,
Yaz,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Gories,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Hasil Adkins,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Blackbyrds,
Don Cherry,
Dorothy Ashby,
Hot Snakes,
Terry Callier,
Susan Cadogan, Susan Cadogan, Susan Cadogan, Susan Cadogan.
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.