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 Lesotho 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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Faust to the dance kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Drive Like Jehu. All the underground hits.
All Tres Demented tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wire record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ultramagnetic MC's record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Prince Buster,
Reagan Youth,
Scott Walker,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Five Americans,
Don Cherry,
June Days,
the Soft Cell,
Hot Snakes,
Marmalade,
Deakin,
The Buckinghams,
Brand Nubian,
Rapeman,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
D'Angelo,
Quantec,
Nick Fraelich,
Monks,
Arcadia,
The Pop Group,
Juan Atkins,
Skarface,
Royal Trux,
Siglo XX,
Derrick Morgan,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Velvet Underground,
L. Decosne,
Tom Boy,
Schoolly D,
X-Ray Spex,
Alphaville,
The Zeros,
Grandmaster Flash,
Das Ding,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Skaos,
John Foxx,
The Skatalites,
Sarah Menescal,
Moebius,
Cluster,
The Fall,
Liliput,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Donald Byrd,
Bill Near,
Aural Exciters,
The Associates,
Barrington Levy,
Morten Harket,
The Stooges,
Fear,
Eurythmics,
Con Funk Shun,
Los Fastidios,
Bobby Womack,
Niagra,
Sonic Youth,
B.T. Express,
Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd..
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.