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 Zambia and from Seoul.
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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the güiro 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 Jandek to the funk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Adolescents. All the underground hits.
All The Saints tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every David McCallum 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a New Age Steppers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Slackers,
The Smoke,
Al Stewart,
The Pretty Things,
Rosa Yemen,
Warsaw,
Deadbeat,
The Cramps,
The Beau Brummels,
Bobby Sherman,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
ABC,
DNA,
Gerry Rafferty,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Brothers Johnson,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Lee Hazlewood,
Duran Duran,
Amon Düül II,
Stetsasonic,
Erykah Badu,
The Move,
Khruangbin,
Nirvana,
The Techniques,
Outsiders,
Jeru the Damaja,
Kerrie Biddell,
Kayak,
The Cure,
Amazonics,
Crooked Eye,
Cluster,
Danielle Patucci,
Rekid,
Big Daddy Kane,
Marcia Griffiths,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Angry Samoans,
Kool Moe Dee,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Bush Tetras,
Minnie Riperton,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Robert Hood,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Cecil Taylor,
The Saints,
The Moleskins,
T.S.O.L.,
Masters at Work,
Pantytec,
Rotary Connection,
Model 500,
the Association,
Grauzone,
Whodini,
Lightning Bolt,
Ken Boothe,
Zero Boys, Zero Boys, Zero Boys, Zero Boys.
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.