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 Thailand and from Lagos.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 linndrum 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 Brothers Johnson to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Index. All the underground hits.
All Lou Reed tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Severed Heads record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Laurel Aitken record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Sonics,
Average White Band,
Ossler,
The Walker Brothers,
Brothers Johnson,
Urselle,
Television,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Second Layer,
Liliput,
Ultravox,
Peter & Gordon,
Deadbeat,
Tommy Roe,
The Doors,
Eric B and Rakim,
Cheater Slicks,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Count Five,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Martian,
Angry Samoans,
Carl Craig,
Peter and Kerry,
Monks,
The Tremeloes,
Rites of Spring,
Dennis Brown,
Jeru the Damaja,
Funky Four + One,
Althea and Donna,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Neil Young,
Crime,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Moss Icon,
Drexciya,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Sonny Sharrock,
Godley & Creme,
Khruangbin,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Franke,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Youth Brigade,
Soulsonic Force,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Metal Thangz,
Icehouse,
Kool Moe Dee,
Mars,
Erasure,
Gabor Szabo,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Sugar Minott,
Jesper Dahlback,
Cybotron,
Barbara Tucker,
Symarip,
Intrusion,
The Detroit Cobras,
Oblivians, Oblivians, Oblivians, Oblivians.
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.