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 Suriname 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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Doors to the techno 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 Art Ensemble Of Chicago. All the underground hits.
All The Gories tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Blackbyrds record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 808 and a guitar 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 synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Black Pus,
Flamin' Groovies,
Zero Boys,
Minny Pops,
Moebius,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Pantaleimon,
The Busters,
The Young Rascals,
T. Rex,
Boogie Down Productions,
New Order,
Sun Ra,
Bill Wells,
The Music Machine,
The Five Americans,
Swans,
Colin Newman,
Graham Central Station,
David Axelrod,
ABC,
Eli Mardock,
Bobby Sherman,
Warsaw,
Hoover,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Japan,
The Last Poets,
Fear,
Joensuu 1685,
John Coltrane,
Qualms,
Wolf Eyes,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Subhumans,
Sarah Menescal,
Fugazi,
Schoolly D,
Motorama,
Eurythmics,
Brand Nubian,
Siglo XX,
The Seeds,
Mad Mike,
Blossom Toes,
The Skatalites,
Susan Cadogan,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Wasted Youth,
The Real Kids,
Al Stewart,
Mantronix,
Wings,
Stetsasonic,
Easy Going,
Quando Quango,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Sexual Harrassment,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Junior Murvin, Junior Murvin, Junior Murvin, Junior Murvin.
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.