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 Botswana and from Edmonton.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Soul Sonic Force to the funk 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 Duran Duran. All the underground hits.
All The Tremeloes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Albert Ayler record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 theremin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Delta 5 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jeff Mills,
The Real Kids,
10cc,
Mantronix,
Ralphi Rosario,
Joey Negro,
The Mojo Men,
Fear,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Neu!,
The Raincoats,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Hot Snakes,
Ludus,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Names,
Sonny Sharrock,
Mo-Dettes,
Skriet,
Jacob Miller,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Stooges,
The Young Rascals,
Ultra Naté,
The Martian,
Crime,
Livin' Joy,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Wake,
Man Eating Sloth,
the Fania All-Stars,
Johnny Clarke,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Los Fastidios,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Underground Resistance,
Tom Boy,
Flash Fearless,
Q65,
Agent Orange,
Byron Stingily,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Flamin' Groovies,
Fad Gadget,
Yusef Lateef,
Thee Headcoats,
Electric Prunes,
Fat Boys,
Hardrive,
the Bar-Kays,
The Human League,
Fugazi,
The Beau Brummels,
Second Layer,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Y Pants,
Chrome,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Siglo XX, Siglo XX, Siglo XX, Siglo XX.
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.