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 Maldives and from Mexico City.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Cairo.
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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Alison Limerick to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Dark Day. All the underground hits.
All Connie Case tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Cramps record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bobby Hutcherson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scrapy,
Ponytail,
The Five Americans,
Sonic Youth,
Moebius,
Traffic Nightmare,
Gong,
Alton Ellis,
The Last Poets,
H. Thieme,
In Retrospect,
Television,
Minny Pops,
Saccharine Trust,
John Cale,
Oblivians,
Hoover,
Thompson Twins,
The Busters,
Ralphi Rosario,
Roxy Music,
Deepchord,
David McCallum,
KRS-One,
Big Daddy Kane,
Severed Heads,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Camberwell Now,
Bauhaus,
Crispian St. Peters,
Brand Nubian,
Yusef Lateef,
The J.B.'s,
The Electric Prunes,
Buzzcocks,
Crispy Ambulance,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Mojo Men,
Radiohead,
Steve Hackett,
U.S. Maple,
Livin' Joy,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Ossler,
F. McDonald,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Absolute Body Control,
Jacob Miller,
Kerrie Biddell,
Morten Harket,
Gang Gang Dance,
Skaos,
Marine Girls,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Babytalk,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
DJ Sneak,
Robert Hood,
The Detroit Cobras,
E-Dancer,
Hasil Adkins,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Dawn Penn,
The Trojans, The Trojans, The Trojans, The Trojans.
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.