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 Bolivia and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 güiro 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 the Bar-Kays to the punk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Mantronix tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bill Wells record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 linndrum and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bizarre Inc. record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Pulsallama,
Yazoo,
Royal Trux,
Pere Ubu,
the Germs,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Doors,
Junior Murvin,
Susan Cadogan,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
U.S. Maple,
Cal Tjader,
Tomorrow,
Organ,
Dennis Brown,
Kas Product,
UT,
The Angels of Light,
Ten City,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Yaz,
Oneida,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Average White Band,
Rufus Thomas,
Harmonia,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
the Sonics,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Sound Behaviour,
The Golliwogs,
D'Angelo,
Massinfluence,
Aaron Thompson,
Joe Finger,
Jesper Dahlback,
The United States of America,
Cecil Taylor,
Joey Negro,
Lyres,
Johnny Clarke,
Skarface,
Bizarre Inc.,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Quantec,
Cameo,
Roy Ayers,
John Coltrane,
World's Most,
Au Pairs,
cv313,
The Zeros,
Slave,
The Vogues,
Stetsasonic,
The Invisible,
Ken Boothe, Ken Boothe, Ken Boothe, Ken Boothe.
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.