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 Nauru and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 rhodes 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 Radiopuhelimet to the rock kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Soulsonic Force. All the underground hits.
All The Chocolate Watch Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Moss Icon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scott Walker + Sunn O))) record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin 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?
Roger Hodgson,
The Grass Roots,
Morten Harket,
Joe Finger,
kango's stein massive,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Dennis Brown,
These Immortal Souls,
Thompson Twins,
World's Most,
Index,
Icehouse,
Dead Boys,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Suburban Knight,
Sonic Youth,
Roy Ayers,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Nick Fraelich,
Lucky Dragons,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Grandmaster Flash,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Wake,
Goldenarms,
Unrelated Segments,
The Dirtbombs,
Eli Mardock,
Kool Moe Dee,
David McCallum,
The New Christs,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
the Germs,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Peter & Gordon,
Darondo,
Michelle Simonal,
Skriet,
Al Stewart,
Jeru the Damaja,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Gories,
The J.B.'s,
Anthony Braxton,
The Busters,
Nico,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Velvet Underground,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Smiths,
Black Pus,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Graham Central Station,
The Last Poets,
Hashim,
Sparks,
MDC,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Animal Collective,
Stetsasonic,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Eden Ahbez, Eden Ahbez, Eden Ahbez, Eden Ahbez.
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.