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 Congo and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Metal Thangz to the crunk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Lizzy Mercier Descloux. All the underground hits.
All The Associates tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kurtis Blow record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sight & Sound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sunsets and Hearts,
Neu!,
Zapp,
Clear Light,
Sun Ra,
U.S. Maple,
Ultravox,
Niagra,
The Mummies,
Bob Dylan,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
kango's stein massive,
Sarah Menescal,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Fugs,
Howard Jones,
Magazine,
The Remains,
Erykah Badu,
Drexciya,
JFA,
Maurizio,
Lakeside,
The Cowsills,
Black Sheep,
Qualms,
Joy Division,
Faust,
Suburban Knight,
The Star Department,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Susan Cadogan,
Flipper,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Stetsasonic,
The Human League,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Arthur Verocai,
Terrestrial Tones,
Hashim,
Bush Tetras,
DJ Style,
Y Pants,
Tim Buckley,
Mr. Review,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Royal Trux,
David Axelrod,
The Cure,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Mojo Men,
the Slits,
Main Source,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Alison Limerick,
Yusef Lateef,
Make Up,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Soul II Soul,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Letta Mbulu, Letta Mbulu, Letta Mbulu, Letta Mbulu.
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.