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 Russia and from Salvador.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 linndrum 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 Lou Christie to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Donald Byrd. All the underground hits.
All Isaac Hayes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Arcadia 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fatback Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Theoretical Girls,
Sex Pistols,
Mo-Dettes,
Alton Ellis,
Interpol,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Bizarre Inc.,
Ornette Coleman,
Ice-T,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Au Pairs,
Niagra,
Monolake,
Alison Limerick,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Kaleidoscope,
Pharoah Sanders,
Khruangbin,
Ituana,
Minnie Riperton,
Donny Hathaway,
A Flock of Seagulls,
a-ha,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Nation of Ulysses,
T. Rex,
New Age Steppers,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Lou Reed,
Sugar Minott,
Faust,
Prince Buster,
In Retrospect,
Inner City,
The Golliwogs,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Crime,
Second Layer,
Joe Finger,
The New Christs,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
ABC,
Siglo XX,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Bill Wells,
The Birthday Party,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Fall,
Sandy B,
Roger Hodgson,
Youth Brigade,
Patti Smith,
Pantaleimon,
The Raincoats,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Beau Brummels,
Iggy Pop,
Electric Prunes,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Livin' Joy,
Kool Moe Dee,
Scratch Acid,
World's Most, World's Most, World's Most, World's Most.
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.