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 Iceland and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 marimba 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 Pylon to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Q and Not U. All the underground hits.
All Scientists tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Theoretical Girls record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jandek record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jimmy McGriff,
B.T. Express,
Crash Course in Science,
New Order,
Groovy Waters,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Icehouse,
Piero Umiliani,
The Remains,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Fall,
Mission of Burma,
Ultravox,
The Invisible,
The Offenders,
Sun Ra,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Harpers Bizarre,
Public Image Ltd.,
Gabor Szabo,
Reagan Youth,
Boogie Down Productions,
Eurythmics,
Q65,
Surgeon,
Ornette Coleman,
Ludus,
Eve St. Jones,
Cheater Slicks,
The Durutti Column,
Freddie Wadling,
The Zeros,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Ken Boothe,
Lou Reed,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Basic Channel,
Whodini,
Skarface,
Barbara Tucker,
In Retrospect,
Bauhaus,
Rod Modell,
The Dirtbombs,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Moebius,
Mad Mike,
Kurtis Blow,
The Gladiators,
Lyres,
Magazine,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Franke,
T. Rex,
Thompson Twins,
Angry Samoans,
Joe Smooth,
Nico,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Tim Buckley,
Scion,
Black Flag,
DJ Sneak, DJ Sneak, DJ Sneak, DJ Sneak.
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.