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 Azerbaijan and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the güiro 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 Amon Düül to the jazz 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 The Moleskins. All the underground hits.
All Charles Mingus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lafayette Afro Rock Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Yaz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
MC5,
the Soft Cell,
Franke,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Toasters,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Robert Görl,
Sex Pistols,
Arcadia,
Deepchord,
Cluster,
Derrick May,
Hardrive,
Tears for Fears,
Bobby Womack,
Rapeman,
Oneida,
The Skatalites,
Trumans Water,
Crash Course in Science,
Soul Sonic Force,
Lucky Dragons,
Gil Scott Heron,
Ronan,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Ohio Players,
Organ,
Michelle Simonal,
Crispian St. Peters,
Flash Fearless,
The Mummies,
The Motions,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Brick,
JFA,
Archie Shepp,
The United States of America,
The Moody Blues,
Rakim,
The Birthday Party,
The Human League,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Black Pus,
Nico,
Ornette Coleman,
Jandek,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
In Retrospect,
The Raincoats,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Lee Hazlewood,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Associates,
Danielle Patucci,
Dennis Brown,
UT,
a-ha,
This Heat,
Pulsallama,
Qualms,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids, Richard Hell and the Voidoids, Richard Hell and the Voidoids, Richard Hell and the Voidoids.
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.