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 Gabon and from Lille.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and New York.
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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Symarip to the punk 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 Neil Young. All the underground hits.
All Subhumans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Busters record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Second Layer record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Parry Music,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Yaz,
Brick,
Pantaleimon,
Tom Boy,
MDC,
Shoche,
Tim Buckley,
Pole,
Ludus,
The Remains,
Con Funk Shun,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Mad Mike,
The United States of America,
Basic Channel,
David McCallum,
Glenn Branca,
Glambeats Corp.,
Echospace,
Ossler,
Chris & Cosey,
The Pretty Things,
The Invisible,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Visage,
Oneida,
Lightning Bolt,
Aaron Thompson,
Icehouse,
The Slackers,
Nick Fraelich,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Slits,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Walker Brothers,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
JFA,
New Age Steppers,
Ice-T,
Sparks,
Juan Atkins,
Eurythmics,
the Soft Cell,
The Star Department,
The Gun Club,
Silicon Teens,
Brand Nubian,
Deakin,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Peter & Gordon,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Fugazi,
Amazonics,
Terry Callier,
Minutemen,
Quantec,
KRS-One, KRS-One, KRS-One, KRS-One.
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.