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 Dominica and from Glasgow.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Portland.
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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the guitar 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 Animal Collective to the rock 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 Iggy Pop. All the underground hits.
All Infiniti tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Q65 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dorothy Ashby record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Detroit Cobras,
Roxette,
Easy Going,
Tubeway Army,
Make Up,
Laurel Aitken,
The Doors,
The Fuzztones,
Janne Schatter,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Barrington Levy,
Erykah Badu,
Archie Shepp,
Talk Talk,
The Gories,
Robert Görl,
Barclay James Harvest,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Selecter,
Black Flag,
Sexual Harrassment,
Unwound,
The Index,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Freddie Wadling,
Kas Product,
Inner City,
La Düsseldorf,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
the Fania All-Stars,
Man Parrish,
Bill Wells,
The Residents,
Eurythmics,
Davy DMX,
Jeru the Damaja,
Glenn Branca,
Althea and Donna,
In Retrospect,
Funky Four + One,
Joe Smooth,
Urselle,
Supertramp,
Panda Bear,
Fat Boys,
Alice Coltrane,
Nirvana,
Thee Headcoats,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The J.B.'s,
Scientists,
Slick Rick,
The Angels of Light,
World's Most,
R.M.O.,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Marmalade,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Happenings, The Happenings, The Happenings, The Happenings.
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.