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 Monaco and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 Donald Fagen 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 Bobby Byrd to the punk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Adolescents. All the underground hits.
All The Dirtbombs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Slits 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marshall Jefferson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Unrelated Segments,
Dawn Penn,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Delta 5,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Knickerbockers,
Flash Fearless,
Half Japanese,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Ice-T,
Masters at Work,
Spoonie Gee,
Aloha Tigers,
Stetsasonic,
Q65,
Oblivians,
Tom Boy,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Rakim,
The Skatalites,
Black Sheep,
F. McDonald,
Gang of Four,
Pere Ubu,
Laurel Aitken,
Arab on Radar,
Roy Ayers,
The Star Department,
Mars,
The Golliwogs,
Theoretical Girls,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Pierre Henry,
Lou Reed,
John Foxx,
Urselle,
The Tremeloes,
The Toasters,
Shuggie Otis,
Bill Wells,
Panda Bear,
Cameo,
The Raincoats,
Marvin Gaye,
The Invisible,
The Trojans,
Don Cherry,
the Bar-Kays,
Banda Bassotti,
The Offenders,
The Fire Engines,
Jesper Dahlback,
Deadbeat,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Glambeats Corp.,
Junior Murvin,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Zeros,
These Immortal Souls,
Wally Richardson,
Trumans Water,
Ludus, Ludus, Ludus, Ludus.
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.