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 Burundi and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the sitar 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 Silicon Teens to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Stiv Bators. All the underground hits.
All Cameo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eve St. Jones record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bill Wells record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes 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 Sound,
Peter and Kerry,
PIL,
Pantaleimon,
The J.B.'s,
Cluster,
Liliput,
Idris Muhammad,
Monks,
Johnny Osbourne,
Althea and Donna,
The Knickerbockers,
Pet Shop Boys,
Gregory Isaacs,
Brass Construction,
Swell Maps,
The Gap Band,
The Tremeloes,
Albert Ayler,
Spoonie Gee,
The Martian,
Ossler,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Anthony Braxton,
Young Marble Giants,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Bronski Beat,
The Young Rascals,
Man Parrish,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Godley & Creme,
Animal Collective,
Quadrant,
The Zeros,
Easy Going,
T.S.O.L.,
Matthew Bourne,
Panda Bear,
Patti Smith,
Davy DMX,
Rakim,
Aaron Thompson,
Sister Nancy,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
AZ,
Jerry's Kids,
Soulsonic Force,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Busters,
Minnie Riperton,
Flamin' Groovies,
Thee Headcoats,
The Evens,
Q and Not U,
Neu!,
Khruangbin,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Erykah Badu,
The Walker Brothers,
Matthew Halsall,
Jacob Miller,
Underground Resistance,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Pagans, Pagans, Pagans, Pagans.
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.