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 South Sudan and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
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 Godley & Creme to the grime 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 Pylon. All the underground hits.
All Section 25 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Drexciya record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bang on a Can All-Stars 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?
Motorama,
Adolescents,
Duran Duran,
Al Stewart,
A Certain Ratio,
The Raincoats,
Roxy Music,
Groovy Waters,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Happenings,
Hashim,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Alison Limerick,
Prince Buster,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Gerry Rafferty,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Deadbeat,
Index,
Piero Umiliani,
World's Most,
Severed Heads,
Ornette Coleman,
David Axelrod,
MC5,
Electric Light Orchestra,
LL Cool J,
Davy DMX,
Dave Gahan,
Skarface,
Bobby Sherman,
Grey Daturas,
Kenny Larkin,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Niagra,
Gang Starr,
Model 500,
CMW,
Charles Mingus,
John Cale,
Chris & Cosey,
the Normal,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Eric Dolphy,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
EPMD,
Hardrive,
The Misunderstood,
Roxette,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Chrome,
Mission of Burma,
Erykah Badu,
Tomorrow,
Sonic Youth,
Vladislav Delay,
Fugazi,
Peter and Kerry,
Oneida,
The New Christs, The New Christs, The New Christs, The New Christs.
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.