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 Tonga and from Columbus.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Accra.
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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Fear to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Aural Exciters. All the underground hits.
All 10cc tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Toni Rubio 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fatback Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Suicide,
Nico,
Archie Shepp,
Rod Modell,
Vainqueur,
The Offenders,
Q and Not U,
Schoolly D,
DJ Sneak,
Sun Ra,
Pulsallama,
Saccharine Trust,
Soul II Soul,
Visage,
Bang On A Can,
Pere Ubu,
Jimmy McGriff,
X-Ray Spex,
The Neon Judgement,
Radiohead,
Oneida,
Scion,
Delta 5,
Pantytec,
Essential Logic,
Radio Birdman,
Con Funk Shun,
X-101,
The Leaves,
Hardrive,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Rufus Thomas,
Dawn Penn,
Mantronix,
Magazine,
Blake Baxter,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Doobie Brothers,
Laurel Aitken,
The Selecter,
Johnny Clarke,
Cameo,
Stiv Bators,
Sexual Harrassment,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Kerri Chandler,
Main Source,
Fluxion,
Black Bananas,
Sound Behaviour,
Make Up,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Stockholm Monsters,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
kango's stein massive,
Avey Tare,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Pussy Galore,
The Trojans,
The Martian,
Newcleus, Newcleus, Newcleus, Newcleus.
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.