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 Switzerland and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 sitar 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 Flash Fearless to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Max Romeo. All the underground hits.
All Hot Snakes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gang Green record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jimmy McGriff record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wings,
Alphaville,
Intrusion,
Junior Murvin,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Pylon,
Erasure,
The Young Rascals,
Boz Scaggs,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Arab on Radar,
Section 25,
The Slits,
Eric Dolphy,
The Fire Engines,
Henry Cow,
Yazoo,
Sun Ra,
Amazonics,
Flipper,
Sonny Sharrock,
the Slits,
the Human League,
Maurizio,
EPMD,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Hot Snakes,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
One Last Wish,
The Gun Club,
Silicon Teens,
Chrome,
Dawn Penn,
The Moleskins,
X-101,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Sparks,
Camouflage,
Smog,
Malaria!,
Sight & Sound,
The Trojans,
Colin Newman,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Idris Muhammad,
Suburban Knight,
Bobby Sherman,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Ornette Coleman,
Outsiders,
Livin' Joy,
Depeche Mode,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Durutti Column,
Pulsallama,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Robert Görl,
Lucky Dragons,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron.
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.