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 Iceland and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 Halifax and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Joy Division to the funk 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 Curtis Mayfield. All the underground hits.
All Section 25 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Divine Comedy 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Warsaw record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hot Snakes,
David Bowie,
John Holt,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Howard Jones,
Lightning Bolt,
Charles Mingus,
Technova,
CMW,
L. Decosne,
Mr. Review,
Ronan,
Little Man,
The Fall,
Kool Moe Dee,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Techniques,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Tommy Roe,
MC5,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Slave,
Glambeats Corp.,
Kas Product,
Nation of Ulysses,
Goldenarms,
Bootsy Collins,
One Last Wish,
Steve Hackett,
In Retrospect,
Fear,
Dawn Penn,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Section 25,
The Leaves,
Television,
Joy Division,
Don Cherry,
The Music Machine,
Matthew Bourne,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Moleskins,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Searchers,
Franke,
Scan 7,
Intrusion,
Bizarre Inc.,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Fuzztones,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Victims,
Black Bananas,
Theoretical Girls,
Cameo,
Rosa Yemen,
Gregory Isaacs,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Agitation Free, Agitation Free, Agitation Free, Agitation Free.
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.