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 Samoa and from Bremen.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 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 Aloha Tigers to the techno 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 Intrusion. All the underground hits.
All Peter & Gordon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grauzone record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Boogie Down Productions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
EPMD,
Zero Boys,
Depeche Mode,
Frankie Knuckles,
Scientists,
Marshall Jefferson,
Flash Fearless,
Basic Channel,
World's Most,
Alton Ellis,
The Stooges,
Pharoah Sanders,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Lakeside,
Erykah Badu,
Nik Kershaw,
Reagan Youth,
Bang On A Can,
The Invisible,
Chrome,
Deadbeat,
The Martian,
Nils Olav,
Los Fastidios,
Metal Thangz,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Porter Ricks,
Johnny Clarke,
Unrelated Segments,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Panda Bear,
The Wake,
Sparks,
The Trojans,
Audionom,
Fela Kuti,
China Crisis,
The Fortunes,
Rekid,
Gong,
Bush Tetras,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Buckinghams,
Aaron Thompson,
Alice Coltrane,
Suburban Knight,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Ponytail,
The Doobie Brothers,
Soft Cell,
MC5,
Barclay James Harvest,
David Axelrod,
Johnny Osbourne,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Joensuu 1685,
The Modern Lovers,
Roxette,
Eddi Front,
Bad Manners,
Franke, Franke, Franke, Franke.
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.