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 Vietnam and from Beijing.
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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the oboe 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 Lou Reed & John Cale to the dance 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 Visage. All the underground hits.
All Harry Pussy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Standells 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eric B and Rakim record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Warsaw,
The Sonics,
Cymande,
Drexciya,
The Slackers,
Grandmaster Flash,
A Certain Ratio,
Gastr Del Sol,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Soul Sonic Force,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Skarface,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Delta 5,
This Heat,
Howard Jones,
Outsiders,
Barrington Levy,
Half Japanese,
Scrapy,
Robert Görl,
Kerri Chandler,
Radio Birdman,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Kurtis Blow,
Chris & Cosey,
Whodini,
Eli Mardock,
Erasure,
Bobby Sherman,
B.T. Express,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Yaz,
Index,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Crash Course in Science,
Suburban Knight,
The Young Rascals,
Young Marble Giants,
Jawbox,
Aloha Tigers,
Stockholm Monsters,
Cheater Slicks,
Black Flag,
Boz Scaggs,
Blossom Toes,
John Foxx,
Easy Going,
The Martian,
Eric Dolphy,
Colin Newman,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
CMW,
Dave Gahan,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Gang Green,
Audionom,
Hasil Adkins,
Animal Collective,
Negative Approach,
Intrusion,
Eddi Front, Eddi Front, Eddi Front, Eddi Front.
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.