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 Burkina and from Glasgow.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 organ 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 Alton Ellis to the grunge kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Rotary Connection. All the underground hits.
All Pantytec tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Infiniti 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ash Ra Tempel,
Deakin,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Pole,
The Alarm Clocks,
CMW,
Ponytail,
Bob Dylan,
The Evens,
Los Fastidios,
Liliput,
Derrick May,
Soulsonic Force,
The Standells,
the Association,
Arthur Verocai,
Young Marble Giants,
Big Daddy Kane,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Accadde A,
Intrusion,
Bizarre Inc.,
Marine Girls,
Masters at Work,
June Days,
Procol Harum,
the Slits,
Scrapy,
Nico,
June of 44,
The Gun Club,
Roxy Music,
Gang Starr,
Patti Smith,
Rod Modell,
Depeche Mode,
Chrome,
Soft Machine,
Essential Logic,
Reuben Wilson,
Moss Icon,
The Moleskins,
Rosa Yemen,
Quadrant,
The Star Department,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Marmalade,
UT,
Nik Kershaw,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Flipper,
Second Layer,
the Sonics,
Deadbeat,
cv313,
Tom Boy,
The Associates,
DJ Sneak,
Fear,
James White and The Blacks,
The Fire Engines,
The Moody Blues,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Sun Ra,
Fat Boys, Fat Boys, Fat Boys, Fat Boys.
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.