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 Saudi Arabia and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in 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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Babytalk to the jazz kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Khruangbin. All the underground hits.
All The Velvet Underground tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aloha Tigers 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 808 and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Notorious Big And Bone Thugs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Shuggie Otis,
KRS-One,
Eve St. Jones,
Kaleidoscope,
Ice-T,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Hashim,
Qualms,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Moleskins,
Pagans,
Grey Daturas,
Unwound,
Wings,
The Monochrome Set,
Don Cherry,
It's A Beautiful Day,
These Immortal Souls,
Dual Sessions,
In Retrospect,
Scratch Acid,
Minny Pops,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Johnny Osbourne,
Mandrill,
Pharoah Sanders,
Minnie Riperton,
Pylon,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Smog,
The Index,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Siglo XX,
Yaz,
Rites of Spring,
Scientists,
Panda Bear,
This Heat,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The J.B.'s,
Wally Richardson,
The Grass Roots,
Throbbing Gristle,
Bizarre Inc.,
Lungfish,
Harry Pussy,
The Skatalites,
Slave,
The Black Dice,
Desert Stars,
The Durutti Column,
The United States of America,
The Alarm Clocks,
ABC,
Sam Rivers,
Subhumans,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Alison Limerick,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Velvet Underground,
Kayak,
Liaisons Dangereuses, Liaisons Dangereuses, Liaisons Dangereuses, Liaisons Dangereuses.
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.