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 Greece and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Philadelphia.
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 sitar 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 Kaleidoscope to the rock kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Monks. All the underground hits.
All the Swans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Vladislav Delay record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 guitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Half Japanese record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hot Snakes,
Massinfluence,
David McCallum,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Cecil Taylor,
John Foxx,
The Offenders,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Pole,
The Names,
Sister Nancy,
The Knickerbockers,
Youth Brigade,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Brand Nubian,
Alphaville,
The Black Dice,
Marc Almond,
Roger Hodgson,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Ultravox,
Jacques Brel,
Fad Gadget,
Maleditus Sound,
Donald Byrd,
Gastr Del Sol,
Matthew Halsall,
Joensuu 1685,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Mo-Dettes,
Crispy Ambulance,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Mark Hollis,
Zapp,
Letta Mbulu,
Scientists,
Sixth Finger,
The Gap Band,
a-ha,
UT,
Eden Ahbez,
Marcia Griffiths,
Ponytail,
R.M.O.,
Audionom,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Scratch Acid,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Marine Girls,
AZ,
The Doobie Brothers,
Second Layer,
Eddi Front,
The Residents,
Babytalk,
The Victims,
John Holt,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Star Department,
Goldenarms,
Boredoms,
the Human League,
Johnny Clarke, Johnny Clarke, Johnny Clarke, Johnny Clarke.
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.