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 Turkmenistan and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 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 ABC to the grime kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Chrome. All the underground hits.
All Matthew Halsall tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joey Negro record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Sonics record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Silicon Teens,
Robert Hood,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
China Crisis,
Deepchord,
Scientists,
The Monks,
R.M.O.,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Althea and Donna,
Johnny Osbourne,
Erykah Badu,
The Electric Prunes,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
CMW,
Cymande,
the Germs,
Funkadelic,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Black Flag,
Outsiders,
Sight & Sound,
Grey Daturas,
Lebanon Hanover,
Minutemen,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Inner City,
The Sound,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Joensuu 1685,
Kerrie Biddell,
Derrick Morgan,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Ornette Coleman,
The Black Dice,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
DNA,
Big Daddy Kane,
Godley & Creme,
Bad Manners,
Kurtis Blow,
Toni Rubio,
In Retrospect,
Goldenarms,
OOIOO,
Model 500,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Spandau Ballet,
Mantronix,
Gil Scott Heron,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Johnny Clarke,
Joe Smooth,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Pretty Things,
The Sonics,
Excepter,
The Techniques,
Electric Prunes,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family.
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.