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 Nigeria and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Country Joe & The Fish to the crunk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 The Sisters of Mercy. All the underground hits.
All The Selecter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Shoche record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Knickerbockers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Chris & Cosey,
In Retrospect,
EPMD,
The Trojans,
Eden Ahbez,
10cc,
The New Christs,
Brothers Johnson,
Accadde A,
Crooked Eye,
Arab on Radar,
Johnny Osbourne,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Carl Craig,
Harmonia,
Lindisfarne,
Ossler,
Ice-T,
Funky Four + One,
Fad Gadget,
Cheater Slicks,
Neil Young,
Swell Maps,
Josef K,
Dual Sessions,
Amon Düül II,
Schoolly D,
U.S. Maple,
Colin Newman,
Arcadia,
ABBA,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
cv313,
Laurel Aitken,
Flamin' Groovies,
Minor Threat,
Drexciya,
Darondo,
Rapeman,
Can,
Cal Tjader,
Jawbox,
Rakim,
Bauhaus,
Ronan,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Todd Terry,
The Black Dice,
Magma,
The Names,
Sun City Girls,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Buckinghams,
Cymande,
Isaac Hayes,
Black Pus,
Animal Collective,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Television Personalities,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Sixth Finger, Sixth Finger, Sixth Finger, Sixth Finger.
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.