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 Kyrgyzstan and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Bronski Beat show in Brixton.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 harpsichord 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 Essential Logic to the rap kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Bang on a Can All-Stars. All the underground hits.
All Theoretical Girls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Magma record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ultramagnetic MC's record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lou Reed,
E-Dancer,
Carl Craig,
Agitation Free,
Freddie Wadling,
Sister Nancy,
The Monochrome Set,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
LL Cool J,
Pulsallama,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Jeff Mills,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Velvet Underground,
Camberwell Now,
Sugar Minott,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Average White Band,
The Gun Club,
Bob Dylan,
Erasure,
The Music Machine,
Godley & Creme,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Deakin,
Icehouse,
Althea and Donna,
Thompson Twins,
Cluster,
X-Ray Spex,
Jacques Brel,
Maurizio,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Gil Scott Heron,
Crash Course in Science,
Steve Hackett,
Derrick Morgan,
Anakelly,
Unwound,
Pantaleimon,
Khruangbin,
Roger Hodgson,
Quadrant,
The Electric Prunes,
The Buckinghams,
CMW,
The Dead C,
B.T. Express,
Unrelated Segments,
Das Ding,
Saccharine Trust,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Marine Girls,
Quantec,
The United States of America,
Peter & Gordon,
Ossler,
Public Image Ltd.,
Tomorrow,
The Fall, The Fall, The Fall, The Fall.
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.