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 Peru and from Houston.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Sun Ra to the crunk 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 Quantec. All the underground hits.
All The Techniques tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Erykah Badu record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Selecter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
MDC,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Zeros,
Barclay James Harvest,
Quantec,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
a-ha,
Barrington Levy,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Gong,
Basic Channel,
X-101,
Roy Ayers,
Hoover,
ABC,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Joey Negro,
Lebanon Hanover,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
John Lydon,
Lou Christie,
Skarface,
China Crisis,
Minutemen,
DJ Style,
Subhumans,
Tomorrow,
Public Image Ltd.,
Malaria!,
Stetsasonic,
The Shadows of Knight,
Circle Jerks,
The Divine Comedy,
Barbara Tucker,
Throbbing Gristle,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Smog,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Lungfish,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Little Man,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Bobby Womack,
The Angels of Light,
Loose Ends,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Rhythm & Sound,
Shoche,
The United States of America,
Joyce Sims,
Dead Boys,
Scientists,
Spoonie Gee,
Excepter,
Slave,
Ituana,
Tommy Roe,
Deadbeat,
Joy Division, Joy Division, Joy Division, Joy Division.
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.