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 China and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise 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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 guitar 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 Lalann to the rap 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 Dead Boys. All the underground hits.
All Gang of Four tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bronski Beat 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Black Bananas record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Supertramp,
Mandrill,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Yazoo,
Ludus,
Black Bananas,
Jawbox,
kango's stein massive,
Public Enemy,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Moleskins,
The Fugs,
The Standells,
The Walker Brothers,
Thee Headcoats,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Slits,
Flamin' Groovies,
Visage,
Todd Rundgren,
Juan Atkins,
Matthew Bourne,
Motorama,
Gang Starr,
Leonard Cohen,
Main Source,
Idris Muhammad,
Kas Product,
Soul II Soul,
Soul Sonic Force,
Hasil Adkins,
Swell Maps,
Pere Ubu,
Dead Boys,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Drive Like Jehu,
X-Ray Spex,
Lightning Bolt,
Warren Ellis,
Danielle Patucci,
Nick Fraelich,
Dennis Brown,
Janne Schatter,
Rhythm & Sound,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Music Machine,
Nirvana,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Eddi Front,
Loose Ends,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Clear Light,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Slackers,
Sound Behaviour,
Chrome,
Circle Jerks,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Eric B and Rakim,
Anthony Braxton, Anthony Braxton, Anthony Braxton, Anthony Braxton.
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.