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 Mexico and from Delhi.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Woodstock.
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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the guitar 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 Wasted Youth to the techno kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Quantec. All the underground hits.
All Sixth Finger tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Qualms record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Easy Going record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Robert Wyatt,
Grey Daturas,
Mission of Burma,
Fat Boys,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
the Normal,
Con Funk Shun,
Model 500,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Kerri Chandler,
Jeff Lynne,
June Days,
The Cure,
Rotary Connection,
Pole,
Eric Copeland,
The Slackers,
Lucky Dragons,
Ice-T,
Smog,
Pantytec,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Soul Sonic Force,
Joy Division,
Rhythm & Sound,
U.S. Maple,
B.T. Express,
The Busters,
Dead Boys,
Byron Stingily,
The United States of America,
Animal Collective,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Seeds,
DJ Sneak,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Ultimate Spinach,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Matthew Halsall,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Divine Comedy,
Kool Moe Dee,
Barrington Levy,
Aswad,
The Shadows of Knight,
John Foxx,
Jawbox,
MDC,
Von Mondo,
Hasil Adkins,
Cameo,
Surgeon,
Peter and Kerry,
Robert Görl,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Amazonics,
Simply Red,
The Velvet Underground,
Sarah Menescal,
Bobby Sherman,
The Fire Engines, The Fire Engines, The Fire Engines, The Fire Engines.
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.