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 Paraguay and from Toronto.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Rakim to the grunge kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Flamin' Groovies. All the underground hits.
All The Sonics tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dennis Brown 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Arthur Verocai record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gong,
Thee Headcoats,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Brand Nubian,
Malaria!,
Khruangbin,
Barry Ungar,
Underground Resistance,
Joe Smooth,
Bobby Womack,
The Human League,
Fugazi,
Sonny Sharrock,
Flamin' Groovies,
David Axelrod,
Stiv Bators,
Average White Band,
Sixth Finger,
Bush Tetras,
Glambeats Corp.,
Matthew Halsall,
Maurizio,
Cybotron,
The Saints,
Skriet,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
John Coltrane,
Cymande,
The Red Krayola,
DJ Sneak,
Janne Schatter,
Agent Orange,
Pulsallama,
Bang On A Can,
Harry Pussy,
Kerri Chandler,
The Neon Judgement,
F. McDonald,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Soul Sonic Force,
Nick Fraelich,
Bluetip,
John Lydon,
Nas,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
PIL,
the Normal,
Spoonie Gee,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Roxy Music,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Cameo,
Guru Guru,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Main Source,
Aaron Thompson,
Groovy Waters,
Delon & Dalcan,
Eric B and Rakim,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Lightning Bolt,
Thompson Twins, Thompson Twins, Thompson Twins, Thompson Twins.
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.