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 Mexico and from Mumbai.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 The Chocolate Watch Band to the rock 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 The Monochrome Set. All the underground hits.
All Arab on Radar tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Technova record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 snare and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bobby Sherman record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Peter & Gordon,
Subhumans,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Gap Band,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Sun Ra,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Black Flag,
The Pretty Things,
Kevin Saunderson,
Talk Talk,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Dorothy Ashby,
Robert Hood,
In Retrospect,
Matthew Halsall,
Swans,
Gerry Rafferty,
Y Pants,
Chris & Cosey,
Scott Walker,
Wings,
Interpol,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Ultimate Spinach,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Avey Tare,
Black Sheep,
DJ Style,
Marshall Jefferson,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Arthur Verocai,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Blackbyrds,
Tropical Tobacco,
Cecil Taylor,
Tears for Fears,
Dennis Brown,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Rhythm & Sound,
Intrusion,
Visage,
Make Up,
Banda Bassotti,
Buzzcocks,
Von Mondo,
Todd Terry,
Gregory Isaacs,
UT,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Moebius,
Absolute Body Control,
Organ,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Supertramp,
The Knickerbockers,
One Last Wish,
Traffic Nightmare, Traffic Nightmare, Traffic Nightmare, Traffic Nightmare.
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.