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 Chad and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 linndrum 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 Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane to the punk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Quantec. All the underground hits.
All Ten City tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Curtis Mayfield record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 marimba and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a New Age Steppers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Trumans Water,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Boz Scaggs,
The Five Americans,
Chris & Cosey,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Fat Boys,
Roger Hodgson,
Derrick May,
Amon Düül II,
Danielle Patucci,
The Remains,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Velvet Underground,
Thompson Twins,
Black Moon,
Qualms,
Niagra,
the Slits,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Eric Dolphy,
Kool Moe Dee,
Wings,
L. Decosne,
Minnie Riperton,
The Last Poets,
the Swans,
Sex Pistols,
Das Ding,
Tubeway Army,
The Wake,
Kurtis Blow,
Lindisfarne,
Tomorrow,
Lyres,
Sound Behaviour,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Organ,
Pylon,
Sonic Youth,
Grandmaster Flash,
Motorama,
June of 44,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Symarip,
Stiv Bators,
Johnny Osbourne,
Stereo Dub,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Main Source,
Arthur Verocai,
Mission of Burma,
Saccharine Trust,
Ronan,
Erykah Badu,
New Age Steppers,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Roxette,
Bluetip,
Reagan Youth,
Smog,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz.
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.