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 Tonga and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Agitation Free to the techno kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Zero Boys. All the underground hits.
All Infiniti tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Mojo Men 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Black Sheep record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lalo Schifrin,
Quadrant,
Godley & Creme,
Todd Terry,
Adolescents,
Matthew Halsall,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Moleskins,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Scion,
Bill Wells,
Glenn Branca,
Kurtis Blow,
JFA,
Zero Boys,
Toni Rubio,
Johnny Osbourne,
Joyce Sims,
The Gun Club,
The Smoke,
Grey Daturas,
Mantronix,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Derrick May,
Scratch Acid,
La Düsseldorf,
The Move,
Radio Birdman,
The Evens,
Minutemen,
Big Daddy Kane,
Boredoms,
Procol Harum,
Desert Stars,
Newcleus,
Warren Ellis,
Soft Machine,
Heaven 17,
Arcadia,
Dead Boys,
Nirvana,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Fatback Band,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Lou Reed,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Lee Hazlewood,
Gichy Dan,
Nation of Ulysses,
B.T. Express,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Niagra,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Sarah Menescal,
Pagans,
Wally Richardson,
Rod Modell,
F. McDonald,
Patti Smith,
E-Dancer, E-Dancer, E-Dancer, E-Dancer.
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.