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 Nepal and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Tres Demented to the rap kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Jacob Miller. All the underground hits.
All Con Funk Shun tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sonic Youth 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
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 Lalann record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Grey Daturas,
Country Teasers,
Ohio Players,
Joensuu 1685,
The Gladiators,
Theoretical Girls,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Rekid,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Dave Gahan,
Buzzcocks,
The J.B.'s,
Barclay James Harvest,
Kurtis Blow,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Associates,
Patti Smith,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Monks,
Groovy Waters,
Arcadia,
Outsiders,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Jacques Brel,
The American Breed,
Camouflage,
The Saints,
Duran Duran,
Mars,
The Skatalites,
Brothers Johnson,
The Searchers,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Slackers,
Rufus Thomas,
Peter & Gordon,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Little Man,
Eric Dolphy,
Todd Rundgren,
Terry Callier,
Jimmy McGriff,
Stetsasonic,
F. McDonald,
Cameo,
Magma,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Durutti Column,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
T. Rex,
Ornette Coleman,
Jandek,
Connie Case,
Niagra,
Nik Kershaw,
Circle Jerks,
Vainqueur,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Alison Limerick, Alison Limerick, Alison Limerick, Alison Limerick.
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.