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 Portugal and from Calgary.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 organ 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 Matthew Halsall to the techno kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Cameo. All the underground hits.
All The Selecter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yazoo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 sitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roxy Music record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Slits,
Mandrill,
The Busters,
Depeche Mode,
Bob Dylan,
Fatback Band,
The Litter,
Neil Young,
The Velvet Underground,
The Neon Judgement,
Tears for Fears,
Tomorrow,
Johnny Osbourne,
Robert Wyatt,
FM Einheit,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Selecter,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Black Pus,
Josef K,
Porter Ricks,
the Human League,
Joe Finger,
Eden Ahbez,
Tim Buckley,
Sexual Harrassment,
Clear Light,
Mission of Burma,
Sparks,
Pierre Henry,
Mantronix,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Spoonie Gee,
Alton Ellis,
Shoche,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Roxy Music,
Amon Düül II,
Quando Quango,
Warsaw,
The Stooges,
EPMD,
Stockholm Monsters,
Tres Demented,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Fire Engines,
Boogie Down Productions,
Public Enemy,
Terry Callier,
MDC,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Schoolly D,
The Electric Prunes,
James White and The Blacks,
Ralphi Rosario,
Ponytail,
Brand Nubian,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Music Machine,
Gang Gang Dance,
Scientists,
The Toasters, The Toasters, The Toasters, The Toasters.
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.