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 Italy and from Glasgow.
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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the oboe 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 Massinfluence to the rap kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Urselle. All the underground hits.
All Danielle Patucci tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ornette Coleman 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mary Jane Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Donald Byrd,
Shuggie Otis,
Toni Rubio,
Arab on Radar,
Bill Near,
The Tremeloes,
Sandy B,
Sugar Minott,
Marine Girls,
Monks,
Eve St. Jones,
The Real Kids,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Vladislav Delay,
The Last Poets,
Funky Four + One,
Easy Going,
Agitation Free,
Faraquet,
8 Eyed Spy,
E-Dancer,
Livin' Joy,
Theoretical Girls,
Altered Images,
Whodini,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Warsaw,
Glambeats Corp.,
Tropical Tobacco,
MDC,
The Doors,
Soft Machine,
Jeff Lynne,
Tears for Fears,
B.T. Express,
Kaleidoscope,
Gabor Szabo,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Accadde A,
The Neon Judgement,
Subhumans,
Banda Bassotti,
Andrew Hill,
Al Stewart,
Lightning Bolt,
Gang Green,
Main Source,
Brick,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Dual Sessions,
The Grass Roots,
The Selecter,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Television Personalities,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Aswad,
Adolescents,
Harry Pussy,
Gang Starr,
Unrelated Segments,
Minnie Riperton, Minnie Riperton, Minnie Riperton, Minnie Riperton.
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.