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 Bahamas and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Toni Rubio to the grime kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Todd Rundgren. All the underground hits.
All The Black Dice tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Morten Harket 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pere Ubu record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Erykah Badu,
Goldenarms,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Morten Harket,
The Grass Roots,
Sex Pistols,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Wake,
Anakelly,
The Cure,
Main Source,
Procol Harum,
Howard Jones,
Roxy Music,
Swell Maps,
Public Image Ltd.,
D'Angelo,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Bobby Womack,
The Gap Band,
Mars,
The Count Five,
Bobby Byrd,
Schoolly D,
Mo-Dettes,
Oblivians,
Gang Green,
AZ,
Grey Daturas,
The Leaves,
Throbbing Gristle,
Aural Exciters,
Symarip,
Lower 48,
Gong,
Avey Tare,
Idris Muhammad,
Soft Machine,
The J.B.'s,
Harmonia,
Excepter,
Infiniti,
Deepchord,
Godley & Creme,
Drexciya,
Hasil Adkins,
Soul Sonic Force,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Pop Group,
Pulsallama,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Jerry's Kids,
Robert Hood,
Moby Grape,
Roy Ayers,
Susan Cadogan,
Sound Behaviour,
Quantec,
Kurtis Blow,
Traffic Nightmare,
Stetsasonic, Stetsasonic, Stetsasonic, Stetsasonic.
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.