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 Philippines 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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Johnny Osbourne to the electroclash 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 Wire. All the underground hits.
All Terry Callier tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soft Cell record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 a snare and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Second Layer record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Victims,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Ornette Coleman,
Rapeman,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Severed Heads,
Half Japanese,
Crime,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Raincoats,
Hoover,
Gastr Del Sol,
Goldenarms,
Cameo,
The Smiths,
The Pop Group,
Supertramp,
Amon Düül II,
Lou Christie,
Kevin Saunderson,
Swell Maps,
X-102,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Barbara Tucker,
The Dirtbombs,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
X-101,
T. Rex,
8 Eyed Spy,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Pylon,
Rites of Spring,
Harpers Bizarre,
D'Angelo,
Al Stewart,
Popol Vuh,
Josef K,
Masters at Work,
Scott Walker,
Kerri Chandler,
The Mummies,
Eric B and Rakim,
Prince Buster,
Clear Light,
Marvin Gaye,
Ohio Players,
Marc Almond,
The Golliwogs,
Glenn Branca,
Dark Day,
Second Layer,
Country Teasers,
The Doors,
Make Up,
Heaven 17,
Eddi Front,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Nico,
Rhythm & Sound,
Max Romeo,
10cc,
The Tremeloes, The Tremeloes, The Tremeloes, The Tremeloes.
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.