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 Samoa and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 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 Chrome to the dance 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 Toni Rubio. All the underground hits.
All Public Image Ltd. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Trojans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Sound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Yaz,
Sun Ra,
R.M.O.,
Leonard Cohen,
Boogie Down Productions,
In Retrospect,
MC5,
June of 44,
The Raincoats,
Steve Hackett,
Kenny Larkin,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Names,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Gun Club,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Zapp,
Sixth Finger,
Negative Approach,
Black Sheep,
Newcleus,
Trumans Water,
Boredoms,
Section 25,
The Golliwogs,
This Heat,
Sam Rivers,
Rod Modell,
DJ Sneak,
Joe Finger,
Big Daddy Kane,
Peter and Kerry,
Pagans,
Rufus Thomas,
Kool Moe Dee,
Sound Behaviour,
Letta Mbulu,
Sarah Menescal,
Jacques Brel,
Tomorrow,
Grauzone,
Altered Images,
The Victims,
Grey Daturas,
Porter Ricks,
Bluetip,
X-102,
Tears for Fears,
Malaria!,
Radiopuhelimet,
Jeff Lynne,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Slits,
Soft Machine,
Schoolly D,
Girls At Our Best!,
One Last Wish,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Todd Terry,
Lalann,
The Moleskins,
Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan.
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.