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 Mali and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Suburban Knight to the disco 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 Chrome. All the underground hits.
All the Human League tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lalann record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Adolescents record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eyeless In Gaza,
Robert Wyatt,
Iggy Pop,
Lalann,
Minor Threat,
Heaven 17,
Rekid,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Last Poets,
The Gap Band,
the Normal,
Roy Ayers,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Ornette Coleman,
Swell Maps,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Tom Boy,
Aswad,
The Fortunes,
John Cale,
The Fall,
Lebanon Hanover,
Quando Quango,
The Victims,
Glambeats Corp.,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Fugs,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Gastr Del Sol,
Crime,
Jandek,
Todd Rundgren,
Monks,
The Moody Blues,
H. Thieme,
Liliput,
OOIOO,
Ronnie Foster,
Eddi Front,
Yazoo,
Amon Düül II,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
R.M.O.,
Sun Ra,
Bauhaus,
Gichy Dan,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Simply Red,
Alton Ellis,
Brass Construction,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Sight & Sound,
Television,
Camberwell Now,
Barbara Tucker,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Skaos,
Ralphi Rosario,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Ken Boothe,
Cecil Taylor,
Isaac Hayes,
Motorama,
Eric Copeland, Eric Copeland, Eric Copeland, Eric Copeland.
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.