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 Japan and from Salvador.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 harpsichord 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 OOIOO to the dance 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 Alison Limerick. All the underground hits.
All Jeff Mills tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Morten Harket 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Derrick Morgan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Magazine,
DJ Sneak,
Graham Central Station,
Funky Four + One,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Fall,
David McCallum,
Wire,
Oblivians,
Glenn Branca,
Frankie Knuckles,
Althea and Donna,
Technova,
Banda Bassotti,
The Slackers,
Quantec,
Piero Umiliani,
The Standells,
Slick Rick,
Scion,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Golliwogs,
The Kinks,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Beau Brummels,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Nas,
Masters at Work,
Ken Boothe,
Pylon,
Jawbox,
Fat Boys,
Ice-T,
D'Angelo,
Fad Gadget,
Barclay James Harvest,
Stiv Bators,
Babytalk,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Kerri Chandler,
Scan 7,
Radio Birdman,
The Leaves,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Music Machine,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Monks,
John Coltrane,
James White and The Blacks,
Black Bananas,
Lindisfarne,
Barbara Tucker,
Mad Mike,
Soul II Soul,
Cybotron,
The Martian,
Von Mondo,
Bizarre Inc.,
Dennis Brown, Dennis Brown, Dennis Brown, Dennis Brown.
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.