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 Algeria and from Bologna.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 World's Most to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Bootsy's Rubber Band. All the underground hits.
All Heavy D & The Boyz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Stooges record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s 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 Nils Olav record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
JFA,
Faust,
Soul Sonic Force,
Lungfish,
The Cure,
Brass Construction,
John Foxx,
The Zeros,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
UT,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Matthew Halsall,
Khruangbin,
The Selecter,
The Victims,
Tomorrow,
The Gladiators,
Tommy Roe,
The Modern Lovers,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Half Japanese,
Pet Shop Boys,
Mad Mike,
Rapeman,
R.M.O.,
Kas Product,
Pharoah Sanders,
Smog,
Monolake,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Dave Clark Five,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Wally Richardson,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The New Christs,
These Immortal Souls,
Mary Jane Girls,
X-102,
Lalann,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Derrick Morgan,
Shuggie Otis,
U.S. Maple,
Darondo,
The Names,
Fatback Band,
Piero Umiliani,
Amon Düül II,
Big Daddy Kane,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Mars,
The Black Dice,
Eric Copeland,
Colin Newman,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Ornette Coleman,
Massinfluence,
Black Sheep,
Bush Tetras,
Arab on Radar,
Cecil Taylor, Cecil Taylor, Cecil Taylor, Cecil Taylor.
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.