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 Cape Verde and from Johannesburg.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the 808 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 Juan Atkins to the electroclash 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 Roxy Music. All the underground hits.
All Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Flash Fearless record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 an arpeggiator and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Avey Tare record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Avey Tare,
Althea and Donna,
The Pretty Things,
Cluster,
Sandy B,
Ronnie Foster,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Black Dice,
Adolescents,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Crooked Eye,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Technova,
Gastr Del Sol,
Skaos,
Cymande,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Alarm Clocks,
Al Stewart,
Gichy Dan,
Gang Starr,
Alton Ellis,
Gang of Four,
Mars,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Cameo,
JFA,
A Certain Ratio,
The Techniques,
Chris Corsano,
Bauhaus,
The Seeds,
Susan Cadogan,
MDC,
Lower 48,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Swans,
Laurel Aitken,
The New Christs,
Wally Richardson,
Sugar Minott,
In Retrospect,
Pere Ubu,
The Stooges,
Shoche,
DJ Sneak,
Stereo Dub,
David Bowie,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Liliput,
Iggy Pop,
Bang On A Can,
Eric B and Rakim,
Soft Machine,
June Days,
Ossler,
Funkadelic,
L. Decosne,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Smiths, The Smiths, The Smiths, The Smiths.
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.