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 Bhutan and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 spring reverb 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 The Move to the punk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Harry Pussy. All the underground hits.
All Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fall 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Hasil Adkins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Absolute Body Control,
Kayak,
Fluxion,
The Barracudas,
The Divine Comedy,
Maurizio,
Janne Schatter,
Schoolly D,
Scion,
Marshall Jefferson,
Ralphi Rosario,
Das Ding,
Bauhaus,
The Blues Magoos,
Man Parrish,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Minny Pops,
Au Pairs,
The Pretty Things,
MDC,
Robert Görl,
These Immortal Souls,
Spoonie Gee,
It's A Beautiful Day,
James White and The Blacks,
PIL,
D'Angelo,
Andrew Hill,
the Association,
Johnny Osbourne,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Mummies,
Scrapy,
R.M.O.,
Fatback Band,
Eric B and Rakim,
Idris Muhammad,
The Litter,
Echospace,
The Fortunes,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Index,
Mantronix,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Joensuu 1685,
The Skatalites,
Avey Tare,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Faraquet,
Electric Prunes,
Quadrant,
Simply Red,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
48th St. Collective,
Rotary Connection,
The Motions,
Oblivians,
Ultra Naté,
Tim Buckley,
Skaos,
The Fire Engines, The Fire Engines, The Fire Engines, The Fire Engines.
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.