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 Sudan and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Visage to the techno 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 Nas. All the underground hits.
All Wire tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cheater Slicks 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Monks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Red Krayola,
Michelle Simonal,
David McCallum,
Soul Sonic Force,
Robert Wyatt,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Dark Day,
Essential Logic,
The Selecter,
Zero Boys,
The Stooges,
Simply Red,
The Litter,
The Offenders,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Marmalade,
Blossom Toes,
Alphaville,
the Bar-Kays,
Minutemen,
Jeff Lynne,
Camberwell Now,
Soft Machine,
Porter Ricks,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Velvet Underground,
DNA,
Y Pants,
Boogie Down Productions,
Toni Rubio,
Radiohead,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Boz Scaggs,
Hot Snakes,
Mark Hollis,
Rotary Connection,
Bill Wells,
Sarah Menescal,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Mission of Burma,
John Holt,
Davy DMX,
Scratch Acid,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Barracudas,
Yaz,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Banda Bassotti,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Happenings,
Darondo,
Dual Sessions,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Sun Ra,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Inner City,
Dorothy Ashby,
Supertramp,
Leonard Cohen,
Model 500,
La Düsseldorf,
K-Klass, K-Klass, K-Klass, K-Klass.
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.