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 France and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the 808 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 10cc to the grunge 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 Lou Reed & John Cale. All the underground hits.
All The Blues Magoos tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Brothers Johnson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 an arpeggiator and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a K-Klass record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Siglo XX,
China Crisis,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
John Holt,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Jerry's Kids,
The Motions,
A Certain Ratio,
Skriet,
The Mojo Men,
The Zeros,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Hasil Adkins,
Peter and Kerry,
Sister Nancy,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Tremeloes,
Althea and Donna,
Marshall Jefferson,
Basic Channel,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Black Moon,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Metal Thangz,
Roy Ayers,
Derrick Morgan,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Jandek,
Das Ding,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Icehouse,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Fluxion,
Ultra Naté,
Andrew Hill,
F. McDonald,
Curtis Mayfield,
Funky Four + One,
Aloha Tigers,
Letta Mbulu,
Chris Corsano,
Moebius,
Rites of Spring,
The Count Five,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Lightning Bolt,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Barrington Levy,
Fat Boys,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Human League,
Little Man,
Lou Reed,
Dennis Brown,
Television Personalities,
Howard Jones,
OOIOO,
The Detroit Cobras,
Bill Wells, Bill Wells, Bill Wells, Bill Wells.
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.