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 Colombia and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Stockholm Monsters to the grime 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 Lou Reed. All the underground hits.
All Tres Demented tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Cosmic Jokers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 harpsichord and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Slits record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Funky Four + One,
Man Parrish,
The Doors,
Slick Rick,
The American Breed,
The Cramps,
Buzzcocks,
Sun Ra,
Livin' Joy,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Ludus,
Ice-T,
Hoover,
Bill Wells,
London Community Gospel Choir,
R.M.O.,
Mark Hollis,
Soul II Soul,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Sandy B,
Grandmaster Flash,
Idris Muhammad,
The Fugs,
Amon Düül II,
Graham Central Station,
Underground Resistance,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Junior Murvin,
The Birthday Party,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Faraquet,
Surgeon,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Mandrill,
D'Angelo,
Section 25,
Johnny Clarke,
Can,
Shuggie Otis,
Deadbeat,
Deepchord,
Chris & Cosey,
Zapp,
Lee Hazlewood,
Tim Buckley,
Black Bananas,
Erasure,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Martian,
Unwound,
Piero Umiliani,
The Fall,
The Doobie Brothers,
Marcia Griffiths,
Bizarre Inc.,
Mad Mike,
Inner City,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Rapeman, Rapeman, Rapeman, Rapeman.
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.