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 Estonia and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1965 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 oboe 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 LL Cool J to the dance kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Crime. All the underground hits.
All Infiniti tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ludus record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 harpsichord and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Fugs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cluster,
Bush Tetras,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Lebanon Hanover,
Depeche Mode,
DNA,
Main Source,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Susan Cadogan,
Man Parrish,
Half Japanese,
Make Up,
The Gun Club,
Harpers Bizarre,
Anthony Braxton,
Yusef Lateef,
Don Cherry,
Essential Logic,
Yellowson,
Second Layer,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Selecter,
Nils Olav,
Fatback Band,
Robert Wyatt,
Isaac Hayes,
The Martian,
Minnie Riperton,
Jesper Dahlback,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Camouflage,
Derrick Morgan,
Funky Four + One,
the Swans,
Pere Ubu,
Throbbing Gristle,
the Slits,
Kayak,
Minutemen,
Sex Pistols,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
X-Ray Spex,
Negative Approach,
Arthur Verocai,
The Count Five,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Barry Ungar,
The Music Machine,
Can,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Glenn Branca,
Dead Boys,
Bobby Womack,
Scion,
Crispian St. Peters,
Marmalade,
Television Personalities,
cv313,
Colin Newman,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Amon Düül,
Rapeman,
The Beau Brummels,
Chrome, Chrome, Chrome, Chrome.
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.