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 Liberia and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 linndrum 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 Red Lorry Yellow Lorry to the electroclash 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 Tomorrow. All the underground hits.
All The Skatalites tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ornette Coleman record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Jesus and Mary Chain record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Metal Thangz,
Radiohead,
The Mummies,
Ken Boothe,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Howard Jones,
Loose Ends,
Deakin,
Mandrill,
Ronan,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Crash Course in Science,
Popol Vuh,
Kaleidoscope,
The Music Machine,
Con Funk Shun,
Skaos,
Yaz,
Sugar Minott,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Monolake,
Nirvana,
Ohio Players,
Chrome,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Siglo XX,
Erykah Badu,
Scientists,
Letta Mbulu,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Scott Walker,
Soul II Soul,
Shoche,
The Monochrome Set,
Delon & Dalcan,
Basic Channel,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Porter Ricks,
Lungfish,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Dead C,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
the Fania All-Stars,
Bob Dylan,
Peter and Kerry,
The Kinks,
kango's stein massive,
Sun Ra,
Lyres,
Tim Buckley,
Electric Prunes,
Tubeway Army,
Bang On A Can,
Carl Craig,
Marcia Griffiths,
Mad Mike,
Peter & Gordon,
Television Personalities,
Arthur Verocai,
Eurythmics,
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.