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 Chile and from Salvador.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 The Smiths to the rap 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 Alton Ellis. All the underground hits.
All Au Pairs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Magazine 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an organ 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 güiro and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joy Division,
Kurtis Blow,
Wasted Youth,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Electric Prunes,
The Trojans,
The Raincoats,
The Durutti Column,
Television,
Mission of Burma,
Rotary Connection,
Massinfluence,
Lalo Schifrin,
ABBA,
Isaac Hayes,
Pet Shop Boys,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Mummies,
Hasil Adkins,
Mr. Review,
CMW,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Sam Rivers,
Flamin' Groovies,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Fear,
John Foxx,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Chris & Cosey,
Tommy Roe,
Stetsasonic,
the Sonics,
Monks,
cv313,
Gichy Dan,
Traffic Nightmare,
Metal Thangz,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Duran Duran,
Sun City Girls,
Thompson Twins,
The Fugs,
Livin' Joy,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Zeros,
The Buckinghams,
Eric Copeland,
Minnie Riperton,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Idris Muhammad,
Joensuu 1685,
Nas,
Los Fastidios,
Tears for Fears,
Lindisfarne,
The Move,
Neu!,
Groovy Waters,
DNA,
Jandek,
Josef K, Josef K, Josef K, Josef K.
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.