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 Panama and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the snare 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 Todd Rundgren to the punk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Maurizio. All the underground hits.
All Jandek tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every FM Einheit record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 linndrum and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Anakelly record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kaleidoscope,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Byron Stingily,
Bill Wells,
Dorothy Ashby,
Sound Behaviour,
Althea and Donna,
Jeff Mills,
LL Cool J,
Grandmaster Flash,
Tommy Roe,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Skatalites,
The Martian,
Swell Maps,
Roxy Music,
Von Mondo,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Mojo Men,
Gerry Rafferty,
Bluetip,
Frankie Knuckles,
Joey Negro,
AZ,
Ituana,
the Association,
Little Man,
Ronnie Foster,
Colin Newman,
Procol Harum,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Hot Snakes,
Warren Ellis,
Faraquet,
Josef K,
Sam Rivers,
Harpers Bizarre,
Radio Birdman,
Cymande,
The Dead C,
Inner City,
Robert Wyatt,
Cameo,
Alphaville,
Youth Brigade,
Bush Tetras,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Skarface,
The Happenings,
Rufus Thomas,
Newcleus,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Country Teasers,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Oblivians,
Joyce Sims,
Danielle Patucci,
Fad Gadget,
Roy Ayers,
Brand Nubian,
John Foxx,
The Barracudas, The Barracudas, The Barracudas, The Barracudas.
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.