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 Portugal and from Taipei.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 Mission of Burma to the funk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Lebanon Hanover. All the underground hits.
All Hardrive tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pharoah Sanders record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 808 and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Animal Collective,
Kerri Chandler,
Youth Brigade,
Essential Logic,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Jacques Brel,
Fat Boys,
The Golliwogs,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Detroit Cobras,
Pole,
D'Angelo,
Black Flag,
Anthony Braxton,
Basic Channel,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Prince Buster,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The United States of America,
Flash Fearless,
Silicon Teens,
Dual Sessions,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Dave Clark Five,
Hasil Adkins,
Ultravox,
Radio Birdman,
Steve Hackett,
Moss Icon,
The Litter,
Iggy Pop,
The Doobie Brothers,
Agent Orange,
World's Most,
Althea and Donna,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Stockholm Monsters,
John Lydon,
Gang Green,
Mary Jane Girls,
Godley & Creme,
Wings,
Bob Dylan,
Neu!,
Lalann,
The Five Americans,
The Index,
Ten City,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Warren Ellis,
Crash Course in Science,
Radiohead,
Rekid,
Stiv Bators,
Blancmange,
Freddie Wadling,
Nik Kershaw, Nik Kershaw, Nik Kershaw, Nik Kershaw.
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.