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 Antigua and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Juan Atkins to the funk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Eurythmics. All the underground hits.
All Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Malaria! record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 mellotron and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Circle Jerks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
David Axelrod,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
D'Angelo,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Yazoo,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Terry Callier,
Flamin' Groovies,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Bush Tetras,
Man Parrish,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
the Soft Cell,
Youth Brigade,
Matthew Bourne,
The Cure,
Ohio Players,
Darondo,
Jerry's Kids,
Simply Red,
Aswad,
Zero Boys,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
John Cale,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
New Age Steppers,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Nick Fraelich,
Los Fastidios,
Cheater Slicks,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Mummies,
Pylon,
The Residents,
Goldenarms,
Gil Scott Heron,
Sonny Sharrock,
Grandmaster Flash,
Sight & Sound,
The Buckinghams,
Gregory Isaacs,
Young Marble Giants,
F. McDonald,
Vainqueur,
Public Enemy,
Lower 48,
Jeff Lynne,
Bill Near,
Scientists,
Leonard Cohen,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Marvin Gaye,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Yaz,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Neon Judgement,
Flash Fearless,
The Sonics,
Can,
Crooked Eye,
Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan.
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.