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 Switzerland and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Grey Daturas to the jazz kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 The Doors. All the underground hits.
All The Fuzztones tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rakim 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Audionom record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lindisfarne,
London Community Gospel Choir,
T. Rex,
Jacob Miller,
Sex Pistols,
John Lydon,
Silicon Teens,
Scratch Acid,
Buzzcocks,
Susan Cadogan,
Ohio Players,
The Mummies,
The Sound,
Peter and Kerry,
Maleditus Sound,
Ralphi Rosario,
David Bowie,
Monks,
The Golliwogs,
This Heat,
Easy Going,
La Düsseldorf,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Newcleus,
Khruangbin,
China Crisis,
The Divine Comedy,
Nick Fraelich,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Five Americans,
The Modern Lovers,
Franke,
Urselle,
Guru Guru,
Altered Images,
Fluxion,
Alison Limerick,
U.S. Maple,
Saccharine Trust,
Bobby Womack,
Half Japanese,
Curtis Mayfield,
Little Man,
Rekid,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Kayak,
Blancmange,
the Swans,
A Certain Ratio,
The Gladiators,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Excepter,
Cluster,
Shuggie Otis,
Pole,
Toni Rubio,
Lyres,
Stockholm Monsters,
Wire,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
June of 44, June of 44, June of 44, June of 44.
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.