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 Paraguay and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 mellotron 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 Crooked Eye to the disco 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 Pere Ubu. All the underground hits.
All Donny Hathaway tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Boredoms record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Art Ensemble Of Chicago record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Chris & Cosey,
Deakin,
Donny Hathaway,
Althea and Donna,
Crispy Ambulance,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Oneida,
F. McDonald,
Television,
The Young Rascals,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Alarm Clocks,
Excepter,
The Golliwogs,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
X-101,
Can,
Au Pairs,
Mandrill,
The Standells,
Bob Dylan,
Laurel Aitken,
Wolf Eyes,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Loose Ends,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Dave Gahan,
Judy Mowatt,
Kool Moe Dee,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Dennis Brown,
Al Stewart,
U.S. Maple,
Public Enemy,
The Fire Engines,
FM Einheit,
Chrome,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Liliput,
Bobby Sherman,
Michelle Simonal,
Faust,
The Beau Brummels,
Trumans Water,
Ronnie Foster,
Tubeway Army,
Quantec,
Gerry Rafferty,
Albert Ayler,
The Real Kids,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Happenings,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Peter & Gordon,
Blossom Toes,
The Saints,
Drexciya,
Roy Ayers,
Con Funk Shun,
The Red Krayola,
Hoover,
Joy Division,
Kurtis Blow, Kurtis Blow, Kurtis Blow, Kurtis Blow.
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.