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 Ecuador and from Taipei.
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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the sitar 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 Toni Rubio to the rock 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 Louis and Bebe Barron. All the underground hits.
All Nico tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sixth Finger 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 spring reverb and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Swans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mantronix,
The Slackers,
Duran Duran,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Kinks,
Roger Hodgson,
Thompson Twins,
Panda Bear,
Guru Guru,
Grauzone,
Reuben Wilson,
Cymande,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Clear Light,
The Young Rascals,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Hoover,
Archie Shepp,
The Moody Blues,
Second Layer,
Gil Scott Heron,
Basic Channel,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Harpers Bizarre,
Mars,
Average White Band,
Curtis Mayfield,
Banda Bassotti,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Patti Smith,
Gregory Isaacs,
Barclay James Harvest,
Rakim,
Yellowson,
Judy Mowatt,
Colin Newman,
Pantytec,
Livin' Joy,
the Swans,
Excepter,
Fugazi,
Severed Heads,
Traffic Nightmare,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Ten City,
Skarface,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Boredoms,
Half Japanese,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Michelle Simonal,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Kaleidoscope,
Joe Finger,
Funkadelic,
Ralphi Rosario,
Eric Copeland,
Model 500,
Camberwell Now,
Todd Terry,
Tommy Roe,
Alison Limerick, Alison Limerick, Alison Limerick, Alison Limerick.
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.