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 Armenia and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Jimmy McGriff to the punk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Maurizio. All the underground hits.
All Kenny Larkin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lou Reed & John Cale 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Loose Ends record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Young Rascals,
Lee Hazlewood,
Half Japanese,
Dorothy Ashby,
Gregory Isaacs,
Flash Fearless,
Howard Jones,
The Five Americans,
Scan 7,
The Index,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
L. Decosne,
The Martian,
Radiohead,
Joe Smooth,
The Sound,
Buzzcocks,
Blancmange,
The Offenders,
Avey Tare,
Alphaville,
Rosa Yemen,
Tears for Fears,
Babytalk,
Judy Mowatt,
Skriet,
Stereo Dub,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Main Source,
Davy DMX,
Aural Exciters,
E-Dancer,
Q and Not U,
Television Personalities,
Thee Headcoats,
John Lydon,
Chrome,
Metal Thangz,
the Germs,
Brass Construction,
Circle Jerks,
The Victims,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Arab on Radar,
Joensuu 1685,
Brothers Johnson,
Lightning Bolt,
Ralphi Rosario,
Clear Light,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Toasters,
Kerrie Biddell,
Y Pants,
Andrew Hill,
Gabor Szabo,
Albert Ayler,
Minny Pops,
The Fall,
New York Dolls,
Altered Images,
Mantronix, Mantronix, Mantronix, Mantronix.
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.