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 Fiji and from Salvador.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the güiro 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 Desert Stars to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Black Sheep. All the underground hits.
All Lou Reed tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nation of Ulysses record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ornette Coleman record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ludus,
Iggy Pop,
Funkadelic,
Leonard Cohen,
DJ Style,
The Skatalites,
June Days,
Agitation Free,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Radiohead,
Stockholm Monsters,
Pylon,
Bang On A Can,
The Wake,
Flipper,
The Gap Band,
The Stooges,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Gabor Szabo,
Cluster,
Organ,
Surgeon,
Rosa Yemen,
F. McDonald,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Happenings,
Johnny Osbourne,
ABBA,
Vainqueur,
Jacques Brel,
The Electric Prunes,
The Flesh Eaters,
PIL,
The Saints,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Ohio Players,
Whodini,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Lakeside,
Scrapy,
Shuggie Otis,
B.T. Express,
Lungfish,
The Searchers,
Groovy Waters,
MDC,
Jimmy McGriff,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
OOIOO,
Ten City,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Avey Tare,
U.S. Maple,
In Retrospect,
Goldenarms,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
One Last Wish,
Susan Cadogan,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Kenny Larkin,
The Birthday Party,
Quando Quango,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Aaron Thompson, Aaron Thompson, Aaron Thompson, Aaron Thompson.
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.