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 Tuvalu and from Calgary.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 The Birthday Party to the rap 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 Make Up. All the underground hits.
All Crispy Ambulance tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yaz 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ohio Players record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dennis Brown,
Radio Birdman,
X-102,
Camouflage,
Mary Jane Girls,
Kerri Chandler,
Hot Snakes,
Juan Atkins,
B.T. Express,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Jandek,
Animal Collective,
Gregory Isaacs,
Matthew Bourne,
Sam Rivers,
Saccharine Trust,
Young Marble Giants,
Soulsonic Force,
Clear Light,
Pet Shop Boys,
Brass Construction,
Nico,
Severed Heads,
Scott Walker,
The Smoke,
Ash Ra Tempel,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Knickerbockers,
The Blackbyrds,
Isaac Hayes,
The Zeros,
Negative Approach,
Cluster,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Bang On A Can,
Avey Tare,
The Count Five,
Bauhaus,
Jacques Brel,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Main Source,
The Raincoats,
Cheater Slicks,
Derrick Morgan,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
10cc,
Steve Hackett,
Ultra Naté,
OOIOO,
The Moleskins,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Rekid,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Alphaville,
Little Man,
Fluxion,
8 Eyed Spy,
Blake Baxter,
Shuggie Otis,
Black Moon,
Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry.
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.