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 Ireland and from Sao Paulo.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 theremin 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 Oneida 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 Sun City Girls. All the underground hits.
All Supertramp tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Television Personalities record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rhythm & Sound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Wire,
La Düsseldorf,
Model 500,
The Red Krayola,
Sam Rivers,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Animal Collective,
Howard Jones,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Sonic Youth,
The Blackbyrds,
Niagra,
Grauzone,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Marine Girls,
Pussy Galore,
Altered Images,
The Searchers,
F. McDonald,
Groovy Waters,
Scientists,
Blossom Toes,
The Modern Lovers,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Johnny Clarke,
Bad Manners,
Nation of Ulysses,
Bizarre Inc.,
Kayak,
Qualms,
Excepter,
Dave Gahan,
Bluetip,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Eve St. Jones,
Pantaleimon,
Alton Ellis,
John Holt,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Wolf Eyes,
Fat Boys,
DNA,
The Smiths,
The Dirtbombs,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Jacob Miller,
Kerri Chandler,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Sonics,
The Evens,
London Community Gospel Choir,
UT,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Flash Fearless, Flash Fearless, Flash Fearless, Flash Fearless.
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.