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 Nicaragua and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the organ 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 Chrome 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 Brick. All the underground hits.
All Bobby Womack tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Electric Prunes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Delta 5 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Electric Prunes,
Scratch Acid,
Sonny Sharrock,
Maleditus Sound,
Barbara Tucker,
The Victims,
Youth Brigade,
Angry Samoans,
Bang On A Can,
Das Ding,
Monks,
Harmonia,
The Techniques,
Ultimate Spinach,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Wake,
Joy Division,
Spoonie Gee,
ABBA,
Barrington Levy,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Dave Clark Five,
Joey Negro,
Dave Gahan,
James White and The Blacks,
Gregory Isaacs,
Lou Reed,
Desert Stars,
Mission of Burma,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Cybotron,
Malaria!,
Marmalade,
Gerry Rafferty,
Kayak,
Silicon Teens,
The Gories,
Thompson Twins,
Cecil Taylor,
Rekid,
Drexciya,
Reagan Youth,
Ludus,
OOIOO,
The Flesh Eaters,
kango's stein massive,
Fat Boys,
The Searchers,
Skarface,
Suburban Knight,
Deakin,
Boogie Down Productions,
Frankie Knuckles,
Brothers Johnson,
Outsiders,
Gong,
Eden Ahbez,
the Normal,
Nick Fraelich,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Nas,
Yellowson, Yellowson, Yellowson, Yellowson.
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.