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 Mongolia and from Spokane.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Gories to the jazz 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 Wally Richardson. All the underground hits.
All Johnny Osbourne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eve St. Jones record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joyce Sims record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Janne Schatter,
Tres Demented,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Shoche,
Lalo Schifrin,
Babytalk,
Faraquet,
Magma,
Surgeon,
The United States of America,
Urselle,
Sonic Youth,
David Axelrod,
Wire,
Minnie Riperton,
John Lydon,
The Divine Comedy,
Blancmange,
Radiohead,
Parry Music,
Donald Byrd,
Scrapy,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Mad Mike,
Easy Going,
David Bowie,
Drexciya,
Dual Sessions,
Joe Smooth,
Derrick May,
The Litter,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Sällskapet,
Newcleus,
Guru Guru,
Tubeway Army,
Goldenarms,
Pharoah Sanders,
Robert Wyatt,
Nils Olav,
Section 25,
Soft Machine,
Moebius,
Cybotron,
Lou Christie,
The Mummies,
Juan Atkins,
The Beau Brummels,
Piero Umiliani,
Derrick Morgan,
Soul Sonic Force,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Inner City,
Panda Bear,
Sarah Menescal,
The Doobie Brothers,
Tomorrow,
a-ha, a-ha, a-ha, a-ha.
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.