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 Sierra Leone and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 snare 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 Arcadia to the disco 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 Bootsy's Rubber Band. All the underground hits.
All Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Funky Four + One 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Trumans Water record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Procol Harum,
Thompson Twins,
Half Japanese,
Derrick Morgan,
Marcia Griffiths,
LL Cool J,
Sound Behaviour,
Laurel Aitken,
Accadde A,
The Seeds,
Iggy Pop,
Terry Callier,
Zero Boys,
The Durutti Column,
Sight & Sound,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Moody Blues,
Ultimate Spinach,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Eric Copeland,
Animal Collective,
Royal Trux,
Visage,
MC5,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Zeros,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Sandy B,
Michelle Simonal,
Negative Approach,
Anthony Braxton,
The Moleskins,
Neil Young,
Faust,
Organ,
Pulsallama,
the Soft Cell,
Ronan,
Amazonics,
The Names,
The Music Machine,
Au Pairs,
The Walker Brothers,
Tomorrow,
Man Parrish,
The Gun Club,
Smog,
The Slits,
Judy Mowatt,
Erasure,
Freddie Wadling,
The Selecter,
Al Stewart,
Connie Case,
Joy Division,
Tim Buckley,
Ronnie Foster,
Electric Prunes,
Godley & Creme,
Warren Ellis, Warren Ellis, Warren Ellis, Warren Ellis.
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.