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 Cape Verde and from London.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Johannesburg.
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 Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Hardrive to the disco 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 Television. All the underground hits.
All Franke tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Skarface record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aaron Thompson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Curtis Mayfield,
Mary Jane Girls,
Black Moon,
kango's stein massive,
Fluxion,
Q and Not U,
a-ha,
the Human League,
The Doors,
Visage,
DJ Sneak,
The Angels of Light,
Niagra,
The Vogues,
In Retrospect,
The Raincoats,
Swell Maps,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Sonics,
Fad Gadget,
Silicon Teens,
Swans,
Althea and Donna,
Nation of Ulysses,
Barrington Levy,
Inner City,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Litter,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Archie Shepp,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Josef K,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Jeff Mills,
Aural Exciters,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Bootsy Collins,
Panda Bear,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Roxy Music,
Lou Reed,
Dark Day,
Desert Stars,
The Modern Lovers,
The Gladiators,
Scrapy,
Faraquet,
Monks,
Minny Pops,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Mad Mike,
Throbbing Gristle,
Joe Smooth,
Anakelly,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Trojans,
U.S. Maple,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Monochrome Set,
Bluetip,
Y Pants,
ABBA,
The Busters, The Busters, The Busters, The Busters.
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.