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 Australia and from Milan.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Lille.
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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Theoretical Girls to the dance 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 Peter & Gordon. All the underground hits.
All Fear tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every H. Thieme record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 harpsichord and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scott Walker + Sunn O))) record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Skriet,
Althea and Donna,
Davy DMX,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Q65,
The Mummies,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Arab on Radar,
The Fugs,
Ultravox,
The Real Kids,
Yusef Lateef,
The Cramps,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Misunderstood,
The Doors,
Black Sheep,
PIL,
James White and The Blacks,
Roy Ayers,
Alphaville,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Rod Modell,
The Gap Band,
Sight & Sound,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Mission of Burma,
The Velvet Underground,
Colin Newman,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Flamin' Groovies,
Donald Byrd,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Skatalites,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Visage,
Organ,
Fluxion,
Joensuu 1685,
The Dirtbombs,
Buzzcocks,
Fear,
Country Teasers,
Jeru the Damaja,
Spandau Ballet,
Kas Product,
Sex Pistols,
The Mojo Men,
Prince Buster,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Ralphi Rosario,
Tubeway Army,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Jeff Mills,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Bizarre Inc.,
Icehouse,
The Moody Blues,
Barbara Tucker,
La Düsseldorf,
Surgeon,
Porter Ricks,
Fad Gadget, Fad Gadget, Fad Gadget, Fad Gadget.
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.