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 Greece and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 808 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 Amon Düül II to the funk 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 Ronan. All the underground hits.
All London Community Gospel Choir tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every MDC 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soul II Soul record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Colin Newman,
Delon & Dalcan,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Monolake,
Youth Brigade,
Simply Red,
Lyres,
Connie Case,
Faust,
Pet Shop Boys,
Barrington Levy,
Bill Wells,
The Golliwogs,
Swans,
KRS-One,
Sonny Sharrock,
Supertramp,
Zero Boys,
Erykah Badu,
The Buckinghams,
The Monochrome Set,
Sam Rivers,
The Cure,
Ultimate Spinach,
Suburban Knight,
Judy Mowatt,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Blancmange,
Kenny Larkin,
Pole,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Big Daddy Kane,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Happenings,
Icehouse,
Warren Ellis,
Hasil Adkins,
Maurizio,
The Doobie Brothers,
Idris Muhammad,
Rotary Connection,
The Zeros,
Monks,
Grey Daturas,
Sex Pistols,
Fugazi,
John Lydon,
The Dirtbombs,
MC5,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Ralphi Rosario,
Zapp,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Cymande,
Moby Grape,
Angry Samoans,
Magazine,
Bill Near,
Con Funk Shun,
Grauzone,
Sarah Menescal,
Ash Ra Tempel, Ash Ra Tempel, Ash Ra Tempel, Ash Ra Tempel.
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.