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 Kuwait and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 spring reverb 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 Panda Bear to the techno kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Blues Magoos. All the underground hits.
All Radiohead tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Human League record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Beasts of Bourbon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Unrelated Segments,
David Axelrod,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Marmalade,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Skatalites,
Crime,
Sandy B,
Scratch Acid,
Monolake,
Ludus,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Evens,
Traffic Nightmare,
Marvin Gaye,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Selecter,
Warsaw,
Gabor Szabo,
Scion,
Duran Duran,
Moss Icon,
Liliput,
Spoonie Gee,
Danielle Patucci,
Unwound,
Severed Heads,
Joe Finger,
New Age Steppers,
Aswad,
The Red Krayola,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Hardrive,
Jawbox,
John Foxx,
Fela Kuti,
Joe Smooth,
In Retrospect,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Toni Rubio,
Kurtis Blow,
Iggy Pop,
Talk Talk,
Swans,
Q and Not U,
Josef K,
Sarah Menescal,
Sun City Girls,
Marc Almond,
Pierre Henry,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Franke,
Gang Gang Dance,
Skarface,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Divine Comedy,
Sly & The Family Stone,
UT, UT, UT, UT.
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.