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 Vietnam and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Sonic Youth to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Lou Reed & John Cale. All the underground hits.
All Ultra Naté tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fear record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fear record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wally Richardson,
Mad Mike,
Michelle Simonal,
Massinfluence,
Alice Coltrane,
Agent Orange,
Brothers Johnson,
The Techniques,
Surgeon,
Danielle Patucci,
Faraquet,
Excepter,
Heaven 17,
Sunsets and Hearts,
X-Ray Spex,
Ornette Coleman,
Buzzcocks,
Bush Tetras,
Freddie Wadling,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Gerry Rafferty,
Black Flag,
Sun Ra,
Max Romeo,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Rakim,
Section 25,
Sparks,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Wasted Youth,
Ronan,
Robert Wyatt,
Harmonia,
Lower 48,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Rosa Yemen,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
10cc,
Flipper,
Au Pairs,
Bizarre Inc.,
the Normal,
China Crisis,
MDC,
DJ Style,
Connie Case,
Jacob Miller,
The Raincoats,
Roxy Music,
Hashim,
Prince Buster,
Bobby Byrd,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Television Personalities,
Absolute Body Control,
The Gap Band,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Flesh Eaters,
Fugazi,
This Heat,
Kerrie Biddell,
Arcadia, Arcadia, Arcadia, Arcadia.
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.