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 Ireland and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Ultimate Spinach to the rap kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Outsiders. All the underground hits.
All Brick tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gregory Isaacs 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Names record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Detroit Cobras,
The Victims,
London Community Gospel Choir,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Max Romeo,
Leonard Cohen,
Kerri Chandler,
Sugar Minott,
Siglo XX,
Fear,
the Slits,
The Flesh Eaters,
Ultra Naté,
Jacques Brel,
Kenny Larkin,
Porter Ricks,
Inner City,
Moebius,
The Red Krayola,
Kayak,
Niagra,
Aswad,
The Velvet Underground,
Chris & Cosey,
Index,
Intrusion,
Deadbeat,
The Leaves,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Babytalk,
Hoover,
Alphaville,
Tears for Fears,
Toni Rubio,
Ludus,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Bizarre Inc.,
Roxy Music,
Desert Stars,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Jawbox,
David Axelrod,
Donny Hathaway,
Cluster,
La Düsseldorf,
Sarah Menescal,
The Martian,
Blancmange,
Marine Girls,
Magma,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Rosa Yemen,
Tom Boy,
Aaron Thompson,
E-Dancer,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Tomorrow,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
John Cale,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Robert Wyatt,
David McCallum,
Brick,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, Thinking Fellers Union Local 282.
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.