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 Costa Rica and from Mexico City.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Michelle Simonal to the disco kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Stockholm Monsters. All the underground hits.
All Television tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hashim 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sonny Sharrock record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Leonard Cohen,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Malaria!,
Yazoo,
Magazine,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Rufus Thomas,
Bush Tetras,
CMW,
Freddie Wadling,
Oneida,
Sound Behaviour,
Davy DMX,
Derrick Morgan,
Cecil Taylor,
The Motions,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Gregory Isaacs,
Blake Baxter,
Eric Dolphy,
The Beau Brummels,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Dead C,
Avey Tare,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Bobby Womack,
DJ Sneak,
Duran Duran,
Henry Cow,
Glenn Branca,
Ponytail,
Babytalk,
Youth Brigade,
Schoolly D,
Procol Harum,
Groovy Waters,
World's Most,
Rod Modell,
Barry Ungar,
The Neon Judgement,
ABBA,
Black Pus,
Rakim,
The Grass Roots,
The Moody Blues,
Fela Kuti,
Ituana,
Unrelated Segments,
Newcleus,
Ultra Naté,
Fear,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Severed Heads,
Ohio Players,
John Holt,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Howard Jones,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
JFA, JFA, JFA, JFA.
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.