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 Maldives and from Bologna.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Big Daddy Kane to the techno 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 Zero Boys. All the underground hits.
All James White and The Blacks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Curtis Mayfield record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Josef K record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
X-101,
John Foxx,
Eurythmics,
Nick Fraelich,
Pharoah Sanders,
Mark Hollis,
Technova,
Ituana,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Toasters,
Wire,
Erykah Badu,
Unwound,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Accadde A,
Urselle,
Tomorrow,
Todd Terry,
Japan,
Khruangbin,
Visage,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Pussy Galore,
Lou Reed,
Circle Jerks,
Deepchord,
Tears for Fears,
CMW,
H. Thieme,
The Moleskins,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
cv313,
The Searchers,
Nils Olav,
Yazoo,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Charles Mingus,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Los Fastidios,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Rod Modell,
Desert Stars,
The New Christs,
Minny Pops,
Suicide,
Judy Mowatt,
Gang Starr,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Outsiders,
PIL,
The Pretty Things,
Man Eating Sloth,
Index,
Skaos,
Chrome,
The Associates,
Das Ding,
The Music Machine,
In Retrospect, In Retrospect, In Retrospect, In Retrospect.
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.