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 Cameroon and from Madrid.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Wally Richardson to the grime 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 Boz Scaggs. All the underground hits.
All The Mummies tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mantronix 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a theremin 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 organ and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wasted Youth,
Q and Not U,
Rod Modell,
Kurtis Blow,
Sam Rivers,
Eden Ahbez,
Thee Headcoats,
Reagan Youth,
Y Pants,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Fall,
Zero Boys,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Pylon,
Jandek,
Sarah Menescal,
The Grass Roots,
Eric Copeland,
Pantytec,
Alphaville,
David Bowie,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Tremeloes,
Quantec,
Rufus Thomas,
Fad Gadget,
The Searchers,
The Golliwogs,
Peter & Gordon,
Lungfish,
Monolake,
Skriet,
Animal Collective,
Basic Channel,
Amazonics,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Severed Heads,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Dual Sessions,
a-ha,
Spoonie Gee,
Bill Near,
Tommy Roe,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Five Americans,
Scratch Acid,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Sonic Youth,
Marine Girls,
Minny Pops,
Massinfluence,
L. Decosne,
The Offenders,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Pole,
Guru Guru,
Kevin Saunderson,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Saints, The Saints, The Saints, The Saints.
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.