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 Mauritania and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 harpsichord 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 Soul II Soul to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Morten Harket. All the underground hits.
All Amazonics tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Selector Dub Narcotic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Althea and Donna record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Delon & Dalcan,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Tomorrow,
Robert Görl,
It's A Beautiful Day,
D'Angelo,
Althea and Donna,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Count Five,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Stooges,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Monks,
The Smiths,
Suicide,
Alison Limerick,
Rekid,
Ten City,
Oneida,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Glenn Branca,
Patti Smith,
Rapeman,
Royal Trux,
Angry Samoans,
Underground Resistance,
Soul Sonic Force,
MDC,
The Birthday Party,
The Shadows of Knight,
Saccharine Trust,
Sun City Girls,
Joe Smooth,
Cecil Taylor,
Eden Ahbez,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Yaz,
Throbbing Gristle,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Monochrome Set,
Frankie Knuckles,
Wings,
Surgeon,
Porter Ricks,
Can,
The Happenings,
Panda Bear,
Q and Not U,
The Raincoats,
The Sound,
Arcadia,
Talk Talk,
Roxette,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Derrick Morgan,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Nation of Ulysses,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Sam Rivers,
Brand Nubian, Brand Nubian, Brand Nubian, Brand Nubian.
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.