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 Egypt and from Woodstock.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Delhi.
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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Jacob Miller to the rock 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 June Days. All the underground hits.
All Cluster tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mars record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Victims record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Barracudas,
FM Einheit,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Sound,
Technova,
Joyce Sims,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Steve Hackett,
Unrelated Segments,
Eric Dolphy,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Curtis Mayfield,
Harpers Bizarre,
Half Japanese,
Altered Images,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Little Man,
The Cowsills,
Audionom,
Ossler,
Talk Talk,
Patti Smith,
Pulsallama,
Lower 48,
June of 44,
Dawn Penn,
A Certain Ratio,
Moss Icon,
The Beau Brummels,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Lyres,
Maurizio,
Popol Vuh,
Tomorrow,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Count Five,
the Slits,
Moebius,
Peter and Kerry,
Lalo Schifrin,
Deepchord,
Fat Boys,
The Doobie Brothers,
Bobby Byrd,
Agent Orange,
Blossom Toes,
Brass Construction,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Arab on Radar,
Y Pants,
Jacques Brel,
DNA,
OOIOO,
Dave Gahan,
Chrome,
Chris & Cosey,
The Raincoats,
The Motions,
Gang Green, Gang Green, Gang Green, Gang Green.
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.