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 Sierra Leone and from Accra.
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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 mellotron 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 the Normal 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 Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark. All the underground hits.
All ABC tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jimmy McGriff record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Germs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marine Girls,
Camberwell Now,
Tropical Tobacco,
Flipper,
Minutemen,
Goldenarms,
Young Marble Giants,
the Human League,
Metal Thangz,
Ken Boothe,
Leonard Cohen,
Rekid,
Eric Dolphy,
Royal Trux,
Boredoms,
Laurel Aitken,
Yellowson,
Pierre Henry,
CMW,
Michelle Simonal,
Matthew Halsall,
Mantronix,
Moss Icon,
The Slits,
Deadbeat,
Junior Murvin,
The Angels of Light,
Curtis Mayfield,
Minny Pops,
Lalo Schifrin,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Lebanon Hanover,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Cowsills,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Blackbyrds,
Piero Umiliani,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Monks,
Jeru the Damaja,
Agitation Free,
Nik Kershaw,
Lucky Dragons,
Archie Shepp,
Angry Samoans,
Average White Band,
Japan,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Martian,
Infiniti,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Derrick May,
LL Cool J,
Peter and Kerry,
Joe Smooth,
The Fire Engines,
Motorama,
The Red Krayola,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra.
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.