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 China and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 güiro 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 Soulsonic Force to the grunge kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Deakin. All the underground hits.
All the Soft Cell tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Slits record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Niagra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Terry Callier,
the Normal,
Boz Scaggs,
Sällskapet,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Toasters,
Sex Pistols,
PIL,
Bill Near,
KRS-One,
Negative Approach,
Saccharine Trust,
Theoretical Girls,
Eric Dolphy,
Barry Ungar,
CMW,
The Blues Magoos,
Crispian St. Peters,
Bad Manners,
The Neon Judgement,
Lungfish,
Easy Going,
The Index,
K-Klass,
Albert Ayler,
Thompson Twins,
Y Pants,
Quadrant,
Country Teasers,
Visage,
Swans,
Trumans Water,
Lalann,
Chris & Cosey,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Lou Reed,
Quantec,
U.S. Maple,
The Happenings,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Althea and Donna,
Dark Day,
The Smiths,
Flipper,
The Seeds,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Dorothy Ashby,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Buckinghams,
Sparks,
La Düsseldorf,
The Selecter,
Loose Ends,
Dennis Brown,
Hashim,
Derrick May,
Nico,
Cluster,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band.
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.