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 Russia and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the theremin 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 Newcleus to the dance kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Hasil Adkins. All the underground hits.
All Jesper Dahlbäck tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Quando Quango record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Masters at Work record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Drexciya,
Blake Baxter,
Grauzone,
The Music Machine,
Robert Wyatt,
Eurythmics,
Boredoms,
Index,
Scratch Acid,
Ossler,
Eric Dolphy,
Harry Pussy,
Aswad,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Alphaville,
Flipper,
The Sound,
Fad Gadget,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Al Stewart,
Ultra Naté,
Gregory Isaacs,
Traffic Nightmare,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Gladiators,
The Index,
The Standells,
Fluxion,
Youth Brigade,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Lower 48,
Masters at Work,
Ponytail,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Rekid,
The Dead C,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Dawn Penn,
The Alarm Clocks,
Pierre Henry,
The Gories,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Eden Ahbez,
Joensuu 1685,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Soulsonic Force,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Sound Behaviour,
One Last Wish,
Jacob Miller,
Man Eating Sloth,
Radiopuhelimet,
June of 44,
U.S. Maple,
Country Teasers,
The Count Five,
Dual Sessions,
Desert Stars,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Scan 7,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Seeds, The Seeds, The Seeds, The Seeds.
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.