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 South Africa and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Salvador.
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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Crispy Ambulance to the jazz 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 The Human League. All the underground hits.
All Lou Reed & John Cale tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bang on a Can All-Stars 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Blake Baxter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Modern Lovers,
Shuggie Otis,
Bush Tetras,
Nation of Ulysses,
Kas Product,
Echospace,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Dirtbombs,
MDC,
The Moleskins,
Gichy Dan,
The Buckinghams,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Sight & Sound,
Gang Starr,
The Kinks,
The Tremeloes,
Bobby Womack,
The Neon Judgement,
The Slits,
Brand Nubian,
Erykah Badu,
Spoonie Gee,
The United States of America,
Lou Reed,
Banda Bassotti,
Babytalk,
A Certain Ratio,
Au Pairs,
Robert Hood,
Masters at Work,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Morten Harket,
The Fall,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Icehouse,
FM Einheit,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Colin Newman,
Kool Moe Dee,
In Retrospect,
The Grass Roots,
Ponytail,
the Germs,
UT,
Hoover,
Faust,
Bronski Beat,
Altered Images,
Niagra,
This Heat,
Dorothy Ashby,
the Sonics,
La Düsseldorf,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Standells,
Das Ding,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Tubeway Army, Tubeway Army, Tubeway Army, Tubeway Army.
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.