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 Russia and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Index to the rock 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 The Skatalites. All the underground hits.
All the Human League tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Major Organ And The Adding Machine record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Beasts of Bourbon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Andrew Hill,
Delta 5,
Funkadelic,
Grandmaster Flash,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Suicide,
Funky Four + One,
Dawn Penn,
Iggy Pop,
The J.B.'s,
Tim Buckley,
The Fire Engines,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Adolescents,
Don Cherry,
Deepchord,
Barclay James Harvest,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Gun Club,
Inner City,
Lalann,
Freddie Wadling,
Deakin,
Ponytail,
Eurythmics,
Parry Music,
Quadrant,
The Gladiators,
New York Dolls,
Monolake,
Prince Buster,
Marcia Griffiths,
Yusef Lateef,
Whodini,
The Evens,
Sällskapet,
MC5,
Wolf Eyes,
Cymande,
Icehouse,
Ronnie Foster,
Ludus,
Vainqueur,
Lou Reed,
The Last Poets,
Lebanon Hanover,
Black Moon,
The Tremeloes,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
David Axelrod,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
John Cale,
Wally Richardson,
Matthew Halsall,
Fugazi,
The Gap Band,
The Busters,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Sandy B,
Q65,
The Moleskins, The Moleskins, The Moleskins, The Moleskins.
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.