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 Lesotho and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 The Mummies to the funk 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 Gang Starr. All the underground hits.
All Strawberry Alarm Clock tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Icehouse 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Maleditus Sound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Monochrome Set,
Bizarre Inc.,
Section 25,
Chrome,
Panda Bear,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Derrick May,
Moss Icon,
The Red Krayola,
Tres Demented,
The Associates,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Black Dice,
Television Personalities,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Peter & Gordon,
Pussy Galore,
Byron Stingily,
Silicon Teens,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Remains,
Erykah Badu,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Agitation Free,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Electric Prunes,
Pagans,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Colin Newman,
Pere Ubu,
Ludus,
Sound Behaviour,
Visage,
Newcleus,
Pylon,
Jacques Brel,
L. Decosne,
Traffic Nightmare,
Duran Duran,
X-Ray Spex,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
K-Klass,
Sam Rivers,
Minnie Riperton,
Siglo XX,
Brand Nubian,
Loose Ends,
cv313,
La Düsseldorf,
Amon Düül,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Alice Coltrane,
The Smoke,
Nation of Ulysses,
One Last Wish,
Theoretical Girls,
Easy Going,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Reagan Youth, Reagan Youth, Reagan Youth, Reagan Youth.
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.