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 Belarus and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 808 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 Rahsaan Roland Kirk to the grunge 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 Japan. All the underground hits.
All Cymande tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Minutemen record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 an oboe and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Audionom record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Althea and Donna,
Letta Mbulu,
Mission of Burma,
This Heat,
Lyres,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Swans,
Mo-Dettes,
Spoonie Gee,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Cecil Taylor,
Kevin Saunderson,
Alice Coltrane,
Kerrie Biddell,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Popol Vuh,
Pagans,
The Fortunes,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Slick Rick,
Urselle,
Scratch Acid,
Rites of Spring,
The Golliwogs,
MDC,
Minutemen,
Skarface,
Black Flag,
Gong,
Gang Gang Dance,
K-Klass,
Pere Ubu,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Gerry Rafferty,
Los Fastidios,
The Moody Blues,
Brick,
Swell Maps,
DJ Style,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Hasil Adkins,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Detroit Cobras,
Infiniti,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Motions,
Jacques Brel,
the Sonics,
Excepter,
New Order,
The Slackers,
Faraquet,
Circle Jerks,
Negative Approach,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Dirtbombs,
Dark Day,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Newcleus,
Prince Buster,
The Grass Roots,
The Misunderstood, The Misunderstood, The Misunderstood, The Misunderstood.
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.