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 Tajikistan and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in 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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Minutemen to the funk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 The Gories. All the underground hits.
All Eric Dolphy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gang Green 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bobby Byrd record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Girls At Our Best!,
Interpol,
Symarip,
T.S.O.L.,
The Five Americans,
Colin Newman,
The Fire Engines,
Au Pairs,
K-Klass,
Andrew Hill,
the Human League,
Vainqueur,
Vladislav Delay,
Radiohead,
Darondo,
Funky Four + One,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
June Days,
Wally Richardson,
Radio Birdman,
Ultra Naté,
This Heat,
Terrestrial Tones,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Fat Boys,
Gang Green,
Lungfish,
Heaven 17,
Nico,
Television,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Juan Atkins,
Rufus Thomas,
Warren Ellis,
Godley & Creme,
The Kinks,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Kas Product,
Hashim,
The Moleskins,
The Victims,
The Knickerbockers,
Agitation Free,
Sex Pistols,
Carl Craig,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Bad Manners,
Jeff Mills,
Skriet,
Grauzone,
DJ Sneak,
Davy DMX,
EPMD,
Peter & Gordon,
Black Sheep,
Matthew Bourne,
Black Moon,
One Last Wish,
Con Funk Shun,
Kurtis Blow,
Nas, Nas, Nas, Nas.
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.