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 Sierra Leone and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Laurel Aitken 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 Walker Brothers. All the underground hits.
All Amon Düül tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Neu! 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bizarre Inc. record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kenny Larkin,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
cv313,
Boredoms,
The Blackbyrds,
The Happenings,
The Dave Clark Five,
Camberwell Now,
The Walker Brothers,
Wasted Youth,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Human League,
Joey Negro,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Nick Fraelich,
Magazine,
Mark Hollis,
Young Marble Giants,
Lakeside,
Oneida,
Slave,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Curtis Mayfield,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Sexual Harrassment,
Marshall Jefferson,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Lalann,
X-102,
MC5,
Malaria!,
Lindisfarne,
Angry Samoans,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Stereo Dub,
The Music Machine,
Scott Walker,
Blake Baxter,
Joe Smooth,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Grass Roots,
The Busters,
Deakin,
Khruangbin,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Gong,
Hot Snakes,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Von Mondo,
John Lydon,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Babytalk,
Chris & Cosey,
Ludus,
Cheater Slicks,
Sixth Finger,
Joensuu 1685,
Hashim,
Ralphi Rosario,
Radio Birdman, Radio Birdman, Radio Birdman, Radio Birdman.
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.