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 Libya and from Stockholm.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Jawbox to the disco 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 MC5. All the underground hits.
All Public Enemy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Depeche Mode 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Accadde A record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
cv313,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
ABC,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Gil Scott Heron,
Rhythm & Sound,
K-Klass,
Yazoo,
Franke,
Nico,
Chris Corsano,
Bluetip,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
June of 44,
Todd Terry,
Aural Exciters,
Pere Ubu,
The Barracudas,
Rekid,
Man Parrish,
Crispian St. Peters,
Amazonics,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Kayak,
JFA,
John Cale,
Howard Jones,
Lebanon Hanover,
Unrelated Segments,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Model 500,
Au Pairs,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Ronan,
Tim Buckley,
Aloha Tigers,
Theoretical Girls,
Dawn Penn,
Faust,
The Walker Brothers,
Cameo,
Freddie Wadling,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
the Soft Cell,
The Pretty Things,
DJ Style,
Jeff Mills,
The Blackbyrds,
Jacob Miller,
Wolf Eyes,
Buzzcocks,
The Invisible,
Thee Headcoats,
Soul II Soul,
Average White Band,
Avey Tare,
Mandrill,
Tears for Fears,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Fall,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Boz Scaggs,
It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day.
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.