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 Macedonia and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the theremin 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 Suburban Knight to the grime 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 Bluetip. All the underground hits.
All Tres Demented tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Blancmange record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 an arpeggiator and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Absolute Body Control record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lebanon Hanover,
Babytalk,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Mojo Men,
The Beau Brummels,
Minny Pops,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Black Dice,
Danielle Patucci,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Zeros,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Oneida,
Scratch Acid,
Fat Boys,
Bauhaus,
Archie Shepp,
Ultravox,
The Count Five,
Arcadia,
The Standells,
The Doobie Brothers,
Darondo,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Theoretical Girls,
Talk Talk,
These Immortal Souls,
Clear Light,
Graham Central Station,
Aaron Thompson,
New Order,
Television Personalities,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Moody Blues,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Flamin' Groovies,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Aswad,
The Velvet Underground,
The Gun Club,
ABC,
John Coltrane,
Lightning Bolt,
Animal Collective,
Underground Resistance,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Masters at Work,
Harry Pussy,
Main Source,
Magazine,
The Raincoats,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Rekid,
Chris Corsano,
the Association,
Stetsasonic,
Sarah Menescal,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Ronan,
KRS-One, KRS-One, KRS-One, KRS-One.
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.