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 Angola and from Toronto.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 guitar 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 Delon & Dalcan to the rock kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Section 25. All the underground hits.
All Derrick May tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Groovy Waters 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Warren Ellis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lalo Schifrin,
Liliput,
Lightning Bolt,
Crispian St. Peters,
Yellowson,
Bobby Womack,
Man Parrish,
The Saints,
The Names,
John Coltrane,
Nirvana,
The Wake,
L. Decosne,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Sandy B,
Amon Düül,
Los Fastidios,
Pylon,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Soulsonic Force,
Hoover,
The Pretty Things,
June Days,
Marc Almond,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Royal Trux,
The Velvet Underground,
Groovy Waters,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Bob Dylan,
Agitation Free,
Mark Hollis,
Byron Stingily,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Vogues,
Q and Not U,
Patti Smith,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Mandrill,
H. Thieme,
The Kinks,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Gap Band,
Terry Callier,
Severed Heads,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Bootsy Collins,
Scion,
Hashim,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Shuggie Otis,
Avey Tare,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Essential Logic,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Dead C,
Joensuu 1685,
This Heat,
Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan.
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.