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 Congo and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 This Heat to the techno kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Peter and Kerry. All the underground hits.
All June of 44 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jandek record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Fugs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jandek,
Livin' Joy,
the Human League,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Thompson Twins,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
F. McDonald,
John Foxx,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Brick,
Darondo,
June Days,
Lou Reed,
The Grass Roots,
China Crisis,
The Zeros,
Ultravox,
Gichy Dan,
Maurizio,
Chris Corsano,
Sixth Finger,
Deadbeat,
Lindisfarne,
The Monochrome Set,
Mars,
Pulsallama,
The Skatalites,
Thee Headcoats,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Human League,
Man Parrish,
Skarface,
Marcia Griffiths,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Joyce Sims,
Michelle Simonal,
Animal Collective,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Lalo Schifrin,
Deepchord,
The Fall,
The Move,
Brand Nubian,
Scott Walker,
Gang Green,
The Trojans,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
KRS-One,
New Order,
DJ Sneak,
Electric Prunes,
Arcadia,
8 Eyed Spy,
Scan 7,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Magazine,
Rites of Spring,
Gang Gang Dance,
Albert Ayler,
Eric Dolphy,
The Modern Lovers,
Brothers Johnson,
Letta Mbulu, Letta Mbulu, Letta Mbulu, Letta Mbulu.
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.