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 Benin and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
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 DJ Sneak to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Zapp. All the underground hits.
All Sandy B tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Frankie Knuckles 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a David McCallum record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Saints,
Animal Collective,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Depeche Mode,
Nas,
The Red Krayola,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Matthew Bourne,
Scott Walker,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Guru Guru,
Roger Hodgson,
Monolake,
Scientists,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Victims,
The Skatalites,
Bush Tetras,
Hasil Adkins,
Todd Terry,
Joey Negro,
John Holt,
Desert Stars,
Alphaville,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Move,
Eric Dolphy,
The Cosmic Jokers,
X-Ray Spex,
Neil Young,
Aswad,
Buzzcocks,
the Soft Cell,
The Real Kids,
Roxy Music,
Saccharine Trust,
Glenn Branca,
Rites of Spring,
Rod Modell,
Ponytail,
Audionom,
10cc,
Tears for Fears,
Sight & Sound,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Blossom Toes,
Oneida,
Rekid,
Warsaw,
Moss Icon,
James White and The Blacks,
Girls At Our Best!,
Swans,
Sex Pistols,
Pylon,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Sun Ra,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Robert Wyatt,
Masters at Work,
The Fall, The Fall, The Fall, The Fall.
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.