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 Botswana and from Edmonton.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Bologna.
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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Second Layer to the dance 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 Alphaville. All the underground hits.
All Angels of Light & Akron/Family tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Amon Düül II 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Blake Baxter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Slave,
Drive Like Jehu,
Section 25,
Boogie Down Productions,
the Sonics,
Ronnie Foster,
Accadde A,
Black Flag,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Detroit Cobras,
Pet Shop Boys,
Nas,
Anakelly,
Young Marble Giants,
Jawbox,
Lindisfarne,
U.S. Maple,
Sällskapet,
Eddi Front,
Gabor Szabo,
Liliput,
Eli Mardock,
Pylon,
Ornette Coleman,
The Techniques,
The Dave Clark Five,
Boredoms,
Tubeway Army,
Don Cherry,
Reagan Youth,
Bluetip,
The Skatalites,
Cal Tjader,
B.T. Express,
Nils Olav,
10cc,
Grandmaster Flash,
JFA,
Gong,
UT,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Cowsills,
Funky Four + One,
Graham Central Station,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Crispy Ambulance,
Spandau Ballet,
Gang Starr,
Lee Hazlewood,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Minor Threat,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Sonny Sharrock,
Bad Manners,
Sun Ra,
Deakin,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Gap Band,
Rhythm & Sound, Rhythm & Sound, Rhythm & Sound, Rhythm & Sound.
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.