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 France and from Halifax.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 David Bowie 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 The Shadows of Knight to the grime kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Michelle Simonal. All the underground hits.
All MDC tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sugar Minott 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 theremin and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Yusef Lateef record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joyce Sims,
Sun Ra,
Mantronix,
The J.B.'s,
Jeru the Damaja,
Smog,
Visage,
Pierre Henry,
Jawbox,
Joensuu 1685,
DJ Style,
U.S. Maple,
Roxette,
John Cale,
Whodini,
Wire,
Eve St. Jones,
Deepchord,
Yellowson,
the Bar-Kays,
Rapeman,
Dorothy Ashby,
Joe Smooth,
Sound Behaviour,
Minor Threat,
MC5,
T. Rex,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
the Slits,
Television,
Spandau Ballet,
Motorama,
Index,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Offenders,
ABBA,
John Holt,
Theoretical Girls,
Boredoms,
Sonic Youth,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
A Certain Ratio,
a-ha,
F. McDonald,
Black Moon,
Aaron Thompson,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Joe Finger,
Marmalade,
Jimmy McGriff,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
DNA,
Rekid,
the Germs,
Funkadelic,
Robert Görl,
Parry Music,
Alison Limerick,
Gong,
D'Angelo,
Brand Nubian,
Icehouse,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron.
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.