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 Nigeria and from Glasgow.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Fat Boys to the punk 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 Suicide. All the underground hits.
All Jacques Brel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jawbox 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Real Kids record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jeff Mills,
Adolescents,
Essential Logic,
U.S. Maple,
Black Bananas,
Bob Dylan,
Nils Olav,
Alphaville,
Swell Maps,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Lou Reed,
DJ Style,
Lou Christie,
Vladislav Delay,
Donny Hathaway,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Hardrive,
Nation of Ulysses,
Lightning Bolt,
Grey Daturas,
Scrapy,
Alton Ellis,
Slick Rick,
Sonny Sharrock,
Ornette Coleman,
Anthony Braxton,
Monolake,
Cameo,
Sixth Finger,
Oblivians,
The Slits,
OOIOO,
The Stooges,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Average White Band,
Gong,
Zero Boys,
Cymande,
Colin Newman,
Reagan Youth,
the Sonics,
The New Christs,
Sex Pistols,
Reuben Wilson,
Gil Scott Heron,
Kurtis Blow,
Soft Machine,
Intrusion,
Joy Division,
James White and The Blacks,
Motorama,
Radiohead,
Anakelly,
The Grass Roots,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Depeche Mode,
Von Mondo,
Quadrant,
Brothers Johnson,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme, Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme, Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme, Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme.
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.