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 Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Massinfluence to the disco kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Heaven 17. All the underground hits.
All Neu! tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ice-T record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Avey Tare record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Urselle,
The Walker Brothers,
Roxette,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Monks,
Simply Red,
Robert Wyatt,
Lalo Schifrin,
Sonic Youth,
Rekid,
Roxy Music,
Yaz,
Erasure,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Nik Kershaw,
Newcleus,
A Flock of Seagulls,
cv313,
Bluetip,
Frankie Knuckles,
Eurythmics,
Kayak,
Danielle Patucci,
Ice-T,
The Fugs,
Gang Gang Dance,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
New Age Steppers,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Barbara Tucker,
Soulsonic Force,
Minutemen,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Warsaw,
The Buckinghams,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Banda Bassotti,
China Crisis,
Deepchord,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Khruangbin,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Sound Behaviour,
Yusef Lateef,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Camberwell Now,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Reuben Wilson,
The Shadows of Knight,
New Order,
Fatback Band,
Rapeman,
Marvin Gaye,
Cheater Slicks,
Public Enemy,
Delon & Dalcan,
Eve St. Jones,
Buzzcocks,
Easy Going,
Donald Byrd,
Kas Product,
The Names, The Names, The Names, The Names.
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.