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 Switzerland and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 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 Rekid to the crunk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Siouxsie and the Banshees. All the underground hits.
All Yellowson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fire Engines record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 harpsichord and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Maurizio record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Sonics,
The Mummies,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Barbara Tucker,
10cc,
Jimmy McGriff,
Nils Olav,
Flamin' Groovies,
Kayak,
Duran Duran,
The Velvet Underground,
Throbbing Gristle,
Josef K,
Section 25,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Roxette,
Bronski Beat,
Marc Almond,
Can,
Gerry Rafferty,
June Days,
Mandrill,
Man Parrish,
Eve St. Jones,
Jeff Mills,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
New Order,
MDC,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
John Holt,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
DNA,
Soul II Soul,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Kevin Saunderson,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Circle Jerks,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Busters,
The Misunderstood,
Monolake,
Crime,
Bauhaus,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Swell Maps,
Aloha Tigers,
Ponytail,
Lee Hazlewood,
Judy Mowatt,
Tubeway Army,
Matthew Bourne,
The Red Krayola,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Letta Mbulu,
Dual Sessions,
Sun Ra,
L. Decosne,
Yellowson,
The Cure,
Pantaleimon,
Royal Trux, Royal Trux, Royal Trux, Royal Trux.
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.