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 Kuwait and from Shanghai.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 It's A Beautiful Day to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Mummies. All the underground hits.
All Ossler tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Cale record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 linndrum and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sonic Youth 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?
the Association,
Sonic Youth,
Au Pairs,
Mo-Dettes,
Scientists,
Bad Manners,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Index,
Todd Rundgren,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Roy Ayers,
The Moody Blues,
Joey Negro,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Human League,
The Star Department,
Bobby Byrd,
Boredoms,
The Electric Prunes,
Intrusion,
Dave Gahan,
Make Up,
Quantec,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Nick Fraelich,
Don Cherry,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Dead C,
The United States of America,
Curtis Mayfield,
Tom Boy,
Neil Young,
The Knickerbockers,
Girls At Our Best!,
Warsaw,
Ludus,
Bobby Womack,
Man Eating Sloth,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Dorothy Ashby,
Morten Harket,
Sexual Harrassment,
Kayak,
Cecil Taylor,
Pierre Henry,
Chris Corsano,
Jawbox,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Blossom Toes,
Fela Kuti,
Section 25,
Cal Tjader,
Patti Smith,
Harmonia,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Judy Mowatt,
Duran Duran,
The Birthday Party,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Public Enemy,
Lightning Bolt,
Bronski Beat, Bronski Beat, Bronski Beat, Bronski Beat.
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.