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 El Salvador and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Red Lorry Yellow Lorry to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 June of 44. All the underground hits.
All Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Gories record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 rhodes and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The American Breed record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Q and Not U,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Faust,
Rhythm & Sound,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Theoretical Girls,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Los Fastidios,
The Cramps,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Fat Boys,
Yellowson,
Max Romeo,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Danielle Patucci,
Joy Division,
Hardrive,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Public Image Ltd.,
Sam Rivers,
Hot Snakes,
Amazonics,
Connie Case,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Roy Ayers,
The Red Krayola,
8 Eyed Spy,
In Retrospect,
Gregory Isaacs,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Saccharine Trust,
Eddi Front,
The Star Department,
Section 25,
Barbara Tucker,
Joensuu 1685,
Gang of Four,
Curtis Mayfield,
Eurythmics,
Lightning Bolt,
Aswad,
Mark Hollis,
Silicon Teens,
Sugar Minott,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Y Pants,
Aaron Thompson,
Drive Like Jehu,
Sun Ra,
EPMD,
Roxette,
Cheater Slicks,
Mo-Dettes,
Carl Craig,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Gerry Rafferty,
Main Source,
Wally Richardson,
Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes.
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.