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 Mauritius and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic 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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 organ 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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience to the techno 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 Interpol. All the underground hits.
All Gang Green tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Durutti Column 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jerry's Kids record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Aaron Thompson,
Todd Rundgren,
Little Man,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Schoolly D,
Deadbeat,
Gichy Dan,
Anakelly,
Niagra,
Girls At Our Best!,
Davy DMX,
Sixth Finger,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Index,
Basic Channel,
The Modern Lovers,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Black Dice,
Lebanon Hanover,
New York Dolls,
Trumans Water,
T. Rex,
the Fania All-Stars,
Cheater Slicks,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Mo-Dettes,
Arthur Verocai,
Section 25,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Shoche,
Peter & Gordon,
the Sonics,
Pussy Galore,
The Cure,
Scientists,
PIL,
Organ,
ABBA,
Swell Maps,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Laurel Aitken,
Minor Threat,
Wolf Eyes,
Pierre Henry,
Althea and Donna,
Tommy Roe,
FM Einheit,
MDC,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Music Machine,
Bauhaus,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Jacob Miller,
LL Cool J,
Marvin Gaye,
Unrelated Segments,
The Dirtbombs,
Swans,
Pet Shop Boys,
Reuben Wilson,
The Trojans, The Trojans, The Trojans, The Trojans.
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.