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 Qatar and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
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 Main Source to the grime 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 The Searchers. All the underground hits.
All Wasted Youth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Clear Light record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 a theremin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Radiohead record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sparks,
OOIOO,
Flamin' Groovies,
Kool Moe Dee,
ABBA,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Moss Icon,
Public Enemy,
Heaven 17,
Gastr Del Sol,
the Germs,
B.T. Express,
Yusef Lateef,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Tommy Roe,
Deadbeat,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Quadrant,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Sight & Sound,
Black Pus,
The Last Poets,
Kevin Saunderson,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Prince Buster,
Man Parrish,
Carl Craig,
Grandmaster Flash,
Peter and Kerry,
The Monks,
Audionom,
Oneida,
Zero Boys,
The Young Rascals,
Intrusion,
Gil Scott Heron,
Chris & Cosey,
Minor Threat,
The Cure,
Arcadia,
Marc Almond,
Unwound,
Neil Young,
cv313,
Oblivians,
Pharoah Sanders,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Can,
Smog,
Patti Smith,
Jacob Miller,
Ten City,
The Real Kids,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Rufus Thomas,
Crooked Eye,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Jawbox,
Darondo,
James White and The Blacks,
Sarah Menescal,
Wasted Youth, Wasted Youth, Wasted Youth, Wasted Youth.
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.