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 Haiti and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 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 Maurizio to the punk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Con Funk Shun. All the underground hits.
All Mad Mike tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Patti Smith record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun Ra Arkestra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Talk Talk,
The J.B.'s,
Letta Mbulu,
Mad Mike,
Groovy Waters,
Brass Construction,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Misunderstood,
The Smiths,
Popol Vuh,
The Buckinghams,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Skatalites,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
David McCallum,
Matthew Halsall,
John Cale,
Anakelly,
Ohio Players,
Panda Bear,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Audionom,
PIL,
Section 25,
Rhythm & Sound,
Darondo,
Visage,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Anthony Braxton,
Minny Pops,
The Beau Brummels,
Arthur Verocai,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Mighty Diamonds,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Jacob Miller,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Sister Nancy,
Underground Resistance,
Flash Fearless,
Tom Boy,
The Move,
L. Decosne,
Andrew Hill,
Leonard Cohen,
Cluster,
Moss Icon,
Moebius,
Neil Young,
Nico,
Camouflage,
Dead Boys,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Mission of Burma,
The Count Five,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon.
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.