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 Argentina and from Seoul.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Ossler to the grime 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 Clear Light. All the underground hits.
All Bizarre Inc. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cal Tjader record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a DJ Style record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Bobby Womack,
Funkadelic,
Danielle Patucci,
Soul II Soul,
Matthew Halsall,
Piero Umiliani,
The Gladiators,
Cheater Slicks,
The American Breed,
The Saints,
Henry Cow,
Faraquet,
MC5,
Animal Collective,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Sällskapet,
Ralphi Rosario,
Pierre Henry,
Metal Thangz,
Crash Course in Science,
The Knickerbockers,
Brand Nubian,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Q65,
Amazonics,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Pet Shop Boys,
Pole,
Harry Pussy,
Jacob Miller,
Brothers Johnson,
Glambeats Corp.,
Eli Mardock,
The Blues Magoos,
Soft Cell,
Eden Ahbez,
Grey Daturas,
The Slackers,
The United States of America,
Newcleus,
Tommy Roe,
Big Daddy Kane,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Black Dice,
The Sonics,
Black Sheep,
Nirvana,
David Axelrod,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Harmonia,
Moss Icon,
Dawn Penn,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Sarah Menescal,
Loose Ends, Loose Ends, Loose Ends, Loose Ends.
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.