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 Vietnam and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Hong Kong.
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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Lindisfarne to the funk 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 Ralphi Rosario. All the underground hits.
All Nirvana tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Divine Comedy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ponytail record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Sixth Finger,
Hoover,
The Doors,
Roy Ayers,
Danielle Patucci,
Public Image Ltd.,
Intrusion,
Amon Düül II,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Vainqueur,
Tres Demented,
The Misunderstood,
Sam Rivers,
The Monochrome Set,
X-102,
Gang of Four,
Average White Band,
Minutemen,
Jerry's Kids,
Nirvana,
The Busters,
Infiniti,
Cybotron,
Magma,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Arcadia,
Wally Richardson,
Kool Moe Dee,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Laurel Aitken,
Duran Duran,
Shoche,
Procol Harum,
Unrelated Segments,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Rhythm & Sound,
Swans,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Birthday Party,
Echospace,
Minny Pops,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Iggy Pop,
Kenny Larkin,
Grauzone,
Bobby Sherman,
Rakim,
Lucky Dragons,
Bauhaus,
The Music Machine,
The Black Dice,
kango's stein massive,
The Knickerbockers,
Isaac Hayes,
Can,
Connie Case,
Black Bananas,
Josef K,
Sparks,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Flamin' Groovies, Flamin' Groovies, Flamin' Groovies, Flamin' Groovies.
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.