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 Indonesia and from Taipei.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 Sonny Sharrock 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 Amon Düül II. All the underground hits.
All Wings tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kaleidoscope record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Mojo Men record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pantytec,
E-Dancer,
Neu!,
Spoonie Gee,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Barclay James Harvest,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
David Bowie,
Negative Approach,
Lee Hazlewood,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Hashim,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Modern Lovers,
Jimmy McGriff,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Massinfluence,
Brothers Johnson,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Quando Quango,
Sound Behaviour,
The Moleskins,
the Germs,
Kerri Chandler,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Audionom,
Henry Cow,
The Velvet Underground,
Donald Byrd,
The Seeds,
Nas,
The Toasters,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Carl Craig,
Sun Ra,
Grey Daturas,
Moss Icon,
Rapeman,
Saccharine Trust,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Matthew Bourne,
Grauzone,
Marmalade,
Animal Collective,
Nik Kershaw,
Toni Rubio,
Robert Hood,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Neil Young,
Morten Harket,
The Count Five,
Dennis Brown,
A Certain Ratio,
Royal Trux,
Brand Nubian,
Popol Vuh, Popol Vuh, Popol Vuh, Popol Vuh.
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.