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 Egypt and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Groovy Waters to the disco 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 Cluster. All the underground hits.
All Harmonia tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gregory Isaacs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Frankie Knuckles record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Pere Ubu,
Scrapy,
Stetsasonic,
Rites of Spring,
La Düsseldorf,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Alton Ellis,
The American Breed,
Albert Ayler,
Erykah Badu,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Public Image Ltd.,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Residents,
Eddi Front,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Television,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Bill Wells,
Sparks,
Joe Finger,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Man Eating Sloth,
Mantronix,
The Barracudas,
Kool Moe Dee,
Deepchord,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Crispy Ambulance,
Popol Vuh,
Scratch Acid,
Y Pants,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Barrington Levy,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Warren Ellis,
Godley & Creme,
Henry Cow,
Surgeon,
Neil Young,
Scott Walker,
The Cure,
Howard Jones,
Marc Almond,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Fad Gadget,
Can,
Japan,
Youth Brigade,
Smog,
Bauhaus,
Nico,
The Fall,
Franke,
Spandau Ballet,
Eric B and Rakim,
Parry Music,
Camberwell Now,
The Divine Comedy, The Divine Comedy, The Divine Comedy, The Divine Comedy.
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.