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 Zimbabwe and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 güiro 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 Human League to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Neu!. All the underground hits.
All Animal Collective tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Johnny Clarke record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 guitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ten City record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Swans,
the Fania All-Stars,
Funkadelic,
Robert Hood,
Minny Pops,
The Sonics,
Bang On A Can,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Rites of Spring,
La Düsseldorf,
Bill Near,
Excepter,
Popol Vuh,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Flash Fearless,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Happenings,
The Music Machine,
Bizarre Inc.,
Sun Ra,
Monks,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Gregory Isaacs,
Malaria!,
The Beau Brummels,
Chris Corsano,
Icehouse,
Agitation Free,
Liliput,
John Foxx,
The Barracudas,
The Pop Group,
MC5,
Al Stewart,
Panda Bear,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Crime,
Danielle Patucci,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Suicide,
Eli Mardock,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Lakeside,
Terry Callier,
Shoche,
The Real Kids,
The Sound,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Young Rascals,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Peter & Gordon,
Cecil Taylor,
The Divine Comedy,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Mo-Dettes,
The Index,
Massinfluence, Massinfluence, Massinfluence, Massinfluence.
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.