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 Taiwan and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 guitar 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 Mark Hollis to the dance kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks. All the underground hits.
All Kurtis Blow tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Guru Guru record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Smiths,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Raincoats,
Lalann,
Blancmange,
Roxy Music,
Grauzone,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Albert Ayler,
The Tremeloes,
Saccharine Trust,
Radiopuhelimet,
Livin' Joy,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Agitation Free,
Brick,
Thee Headcoats,
Kerrie Biddell,
Funkadelic,
Simply Red,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Human League,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Stereo Dub,
Nico,
Cybotron,
Lungfish,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Amon Düül,
Rhythm & Sound,
Kerri Chandler,
Q and Not U,
The Pretty Things,
FM Einheit,
Toni Rubio,
Surgeon,
The Grass Roots,
Metal Thangz,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Cramps,
Scientists,
Ohio Players,
Dorothy Ashby,
Fluxion,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
DNA,
Aloha Tigers,
Bobby Womack,
Zero Boys,
Accadde A,
Jawbox,
T.S.O.L.,
Soulsonic Force,
Siglo XX,
Crooked Eye,
Gabor Szabo,
Make Up,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Whodini,
The Leaves, The Leaves, The Leaves, The Leaves.
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.