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 Barbados and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the sitar 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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience to the grunge kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch. All the underground hits.
All Negative Approach tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Justin Hinds & The Dominoes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Terry Callier record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Livin' Joy,
Ohio Players,
Marshall Jefferson,
New York Dolls,
Erykah Badu,
Black Moon,
Ten City,
Lou Reed,
Bob Dylan,
Mandrill,
The Tremeloes,
Urselle,
The Electric Prunes,
The J.B.'s,
Minor Threat,
Circle Jerks,
Rod Modell,
Eli Mardock,
Massinfluence,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Doors,
Barrington Levy,
Pharoah Sanders,
Shuggie Otis,
Crime,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Godley & Creme,
Soul Sonic Force,
Dave Gahan,
Slick Rick,
Jacques Brel,
Sexual Harrassment,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Quadrant,
Animal Collective,
Bobby Sherman,
Wire,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Motorama,
Inner City,
Interpol,
Mantronix,
Swell Maps,
Jimmy McGriff,
Tomorrow,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Skatalites,
Nils Olav,
the Bar-Kays,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Von Mondo,
Lindisfarne,
John Lydon,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Flipper,
Fatback Band,
Magazine,
The United States of America,
The Wake,
The Grass Roots,
Sam Rivers,
Vainqueur,
Freddie Wadling, Freddie Wadling, Freddie Wadling, Freddie Wadling.
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.