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 Venezuela and from Mumbai.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 organ 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 The Modern Lovers to the funk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Shoche. All the underground hits.
All Tomorrow tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every ABBA 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Zero Boys record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Underground Resistance,
Joe Finger,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Fugs,
Cameo,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Young Marble Giants,
Essential Logic,
Tres Demented,
X-Ray Spex,
Rites of Spring,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Black Bananas,
Wings,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Sister Nancy,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Barrington Levy,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Alice Coltrane,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Doors,
The Invisible,
Bobby Womack,
Skriet,
Tropical Tobacco,
Smog,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
James White and The Blacks,
Eden Ahbez,
Visage,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The J.B.'s,
Mr. Review,
Marc Almond,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Isaac Hayes,
Boredoms,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Iggy Pop,
Suicide,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
H. Thieme,
T. Rex,
Unwound,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Nils Olav,
Fela Kuti,
The Smoke,
the Soft Cell,
Yazoo,
David Axelrod,
The Gories,
Von Mondo,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Standells,
MDC,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Toni Rubio, Toni Rubio, Toni Rubio, Toni Rubio.
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.