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 Peru and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the oboe 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 David McCallum to the grime 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 Sun Ra Arkestra. All the underground hits.
All Erykah Badu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Amon Düül II 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Be Bop Deluxe record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jandek,
Groovy Waters,
Buzzcocks,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Dirtbombs,
Stockholm Monsters,
Traffic Nightmare,
Lindisfarne,
Electric Prunes,
Television Personalities,
Pierre Henry,
Model 500,
The Doors,
The Fortunes,
MDC,
Kevin Saunderson,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Easy Going,
Boz Scaggs,
Little Man,
Sugar Minott,
Ash Ra Tempel,
ABC,
The Last Poets,
The Toasters,
Yazoo,
Terry Callier,
Marine Girls,
Anakelly,
La Düsseldorf,
Reagan Youth,
Kurtis Blow,
Blake Baxter,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Outsiders,
Organ,
a-ha,
Thompson Twins,
CMW,
Nils Olav,
Stiv Bators,
Glambeats Corp.,
Sam Rivers,
Fluxion,
Slick Rick,
Kool Moe Dee,
Scrapy,
This Heat,
Yaz,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Divine Comedy,
The Gories,
Massinfluence,
Circle Jerks,
The Move,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Motions,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Rufus Thomas,
Nico,
Pulsallama,
These Immortal Souls, These Immortal Souls, These Immortal Souls, These Immortal Souls.
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.