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 Ethiopia and from Bremen.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 The Cramps to the jazz kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Kenny Larkin. All the underground hits.
All Albert Ayler tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sun Ra record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Moleskins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Nico,
Fugazi,
FM Einheit,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Blues Magoos,
Q and Not U,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Massinfluence,
Marmalade,
Eli Mardock,
Michelle Simonal,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Animal Collective,
Sam Rivers,
Lou Christie,
Con Funk Shun,
B.T. Express,
Crash Course in Science,
The Slits,
Magma,
The Gap Band,
The Smiths,
Sight & Sound,
Dual Sessions,
T.S.O.L.,
Gastr Del Sol,
Matthew Halsall,
DJ Style,
Pole,
Vladislav Delay,
The Monochrome Set,
Sixth Finger,
The Stooges,
10cc,
World's Most,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
John Lydon,
Maurizio,
the Soft Cell,
Inner City,
Dead Boys,
Pulsallama,
Yellowson,
the Association,
Vainqueur,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Thompson Twins,
Sister Nancy,
ABBA,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Section 25,
The Pretty Things,
John Cale,
K-Klass,
Wasted Youth,
Dave Gahan,
E-Dancer,
Lakeside,
Banda Bassotti,
Mars,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Joyce Sims, Joyce Sims, Joyce Sims, Joyce Sims.
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.