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 Iraq and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 808 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 Barry Ungar to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Mojo Men. All the underground hits.
All The Alarm Clocks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Louis and Bebe Barron 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rakim record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soulsonic Force,
X-102,
Sonny Sharrock,
X-101,
Average White Band,
This Heat,
Bizarre Inc.,
Radiopuhelimet,
Agitation Free,
Kenny Larkin,
Aural Exciters,
Yaz,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Cybotron,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Grandmaster Flash,
Jawbox,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Agent Orange,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Urselle,
Half Japanese,
Joy Division,
Arcadia,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Stiv Bators,
Desert Stars,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Organ,
Graham Central Station,
Cymande,
The Skatalites,
Bang On A Can,
Excepter,
T. Rex,
One Last Wish,
Spandau Ballet,
New Order,
Lou Reed,
Silicon Teens,
Cecil Taylor,
10cc,
The Cure,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
China Crisis,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Gladiators,
Can,
James White and The Blacks,
Goldenarms,
E-Dancer,
Deakin,
Gang Starr,
The Birthday Party,
Crispy Ambulance,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Fluxion,
New Age Steppers,
Gang Green,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
cv313, cv313, cv313, cv313.
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.