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 Antigua and from Toronto.
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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 linndrum 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 Fatback Band to the rock 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 Lou Christie. All the underground hits.
All Ornette Coleman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Basic Channel record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 spring reverb and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Khruangbin record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Sonics,
Ohio Players,
The J.B.'s,
Janne Schatter,
Pet Shop Boys,
Deakin,
Glenn Branca,
Marine Girls,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
DJ Style,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Gichy Dan,
Sixth Finger,
Soft Cell,
Todd Rundgren,
Jawbox,
Roger Hodgson,
Tommy Roe,
David Axelrod,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Patti Smith,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Scrapy,
Alison Limerick,
Iggy Pop,
Matthew Bourne,
Guru Guru,
Scan 7,
Cymande,
Traffic Nightmare,
Nico,
Visage,
Warsaw,
Brothers Johnson,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Scion,
DJ Sneak,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Steve Hackett,
Popol Vuh,
Soulsonic Force,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Alarm Clocks,
Nas,
Mantronix,
F. McDonald,
the Fania All-Stars,
Trumans Water,
Lalann,
Y Pants,
Aloha Tigers,
Dark Day,
Drexciya,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Aural Exciters,
The Fall,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Funkadelic,
AZ, AZ, AZ, AZ.
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.