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 Brazil and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 sitar 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 Bob Dylan to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Bob Dylan. All the underground hits.
All Grey Daturas tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fuzztones 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jacques Brel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ronnie Foster,
Khruangbin,
Amazonics,
cv313,
K-Klass,
Stockholm Monsters,
10cc,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Dawn Penn,
Underground Resistance,
The Flesh Eaters,
Technova,
Danielle Patucci,
Gabor Szabo,
Simply Red,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Rosa Yemen,
The Kinks,
Blancmange,
Arcadia,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Make Up,
Traffic Nightmare,
Schoolly D,
Radiopuhelimet,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Unrelated Segments,
Grey Daturas,
DNA,
Sixth Finger,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Godley & Creme,
CMW,
Erykah Badu,
The Busters,
Panda Bear,
The Red Krayola,
Shuggie Otis,
The Smoke,
Stereo Dub,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Durutti Column,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
the Swans,
Ohio Players,
Essential Logic,
Flamin' Groovies,
Cluster,
Minor Threat,
Albert Ayler,
Chris & Cosey,
Quadrant,
Jawbox,
The Tremeloes,
Japan,
A Certain Ratio,
B.T. Express,
Zero Boys,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Ronan,
Pet Shop Boys,
Rapeman,
EPMD, EPMD, EPMD, EPMD.
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.