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 Macedonia and from Paris.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the oboe 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 Flamin' Groovies to the crunk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Hardrive. All the underground hits.
All Rhythm & Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deakin record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 a chamberlin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Television Personalities record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Remains,
Cecil Taylor,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Nick Fraelich,
Echospace,
Girls At Our Best!,
Yaz,
Hashim,
Kool Moe Dee,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Skatalites,
Lightning Bolt,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
David Axelrod,
Drexciya,
Fat Boys,
Cheater Slicks,
L. Decosne,
The Move,
Crime,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Hasil Adkins,
Bluetip,
Pagans,
Skaos,
The Durutti Column,
These Immortal Souls,
The Grass Roots,
Lindisfarne,
Faraquet,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Q and Not U,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Searchers,
John Lydon,
The Pretty Things,
The Leaves,
Khruangbin,
Lalann,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Roy Ayers,
The Gladiators,
Dorothy Ashby,
Siglo XX,
Slick Rick,
Kayak,
Fugazi,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Tubeway Army,
Letta Mbulu,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Bill Near,
Patti Smith,
K-Klass,
The Gap Band,
Japan,
Tres Demented,
Sarah Menescal,
Godley & Creme,
The Kinks,
Gerry Rafferty,
Agitation Free,
Dark Day,
Sound Behaviour,
Joensuu 1685, Joensuu 1685, Joensuu 1685, Joensuu 1685.
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.