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 Russia and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Boredoms to the rock 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 Connie Case. All the underground hits.
All Main Source tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Heavy D & The Boyz record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 an oboe and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Absolute Body Control record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobby Sherman,
Lindisfarne,
One Last Wish,
Joy Division,
Ornette Coleman,
Dual Sessions,
Agitation Free,
Soft Machine,
Idris Muhammad,
The Martian,
Spandau Ballet,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Techniques,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Soul II Soul,
Massinfluence,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Sound,
Suburban Knight,
The Tremeloes,
The Saints,
June Days,
cv313,
Quando Quango,
Jesper Dahlback,
Fatback Band,
The Walker Brothers,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Minnie Riperton,
Crash Course in Science,
Stiv Bators,
Suicide,
Essential Logic,
Wings,
Maleditus Sound,
The Durutti Column,
The Last Poets,
Silicon Teens,
Jeff Mills,
Fad Gadget,
The Barracudas,
The Fortunes,
Ponytail,
Minutemen,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Smog,
Pantaleimon,
F. McDonald,
Procol Harum,
Model 500,
Fat Boys,
Flash Fearless,
Stockholm Monsters,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
John Cale,
Sällskapet,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Bill Near,
X-101,
Brothers Johnson,
In Retrospect,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Sly & The Family Stone, Sly & The Family Stone, Sly & The Family Stone, Sly & The Family Stone.
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.