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 Peru and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Mexico City.
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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Soulsonic Force to the disco kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Warren Ellis. All the underground hits.
All Amon Düül tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Black Flag 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mandrill record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Boredoms,
X-101,
Fugazi,
The Blackbyrds,
Steve Hackett,
Desert Stars,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Ultimate Spinach,
Bluetip,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Porter Ricks,
Masters at Work,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Slick Rick,
8 Eyed Spy,
Kas Product,
Buzzcocks,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Lou Christie,
Shoche,
Brothers Johnson,
Accadde A,
Bobby Womack,
The Mummies,
Robert Wyatt,
Adolescents,
Talk Talk,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Boz Scaggs,
Kaleidoscope,
Malaria!,
Q and Not U,
cv313,
Throbbing Gristle,
Q65,
Al Stewart,
Gang Gang Dance,
Wasted Youth,
R.M.O.,
Mad Mike,
K-Klass,
Ken Boothe,
Aswad,
Quadrant,
Liliput,
Eric B and Rakim,
Trumans Water,
The Evens,
The Motions,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The New Christs,
Main Source,
kango's stein massive,
the Soft Cell,
The Leaves,
Dead Boys,
Neu!,
Bobby Sherman,
Stereo Dub,
Mantronix, Mantronix, Mantronix, Mantronix.
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.