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 Gabon and from Accra.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 oboe 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 Sly & The Family Stone to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Livin' Joy. All the underground hits.
All Warren Ellis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every James White and The Blacks 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Skarface record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gong,
Gregory Isaacs,
Sarah Menescal,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Roy Ayers,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Sugar Minott,
Josef K,
Piero Umiliani,
Pagans,
the Association,
Technova,
Carl Craig,
Lightning Bolt,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Con Funk Shun,
David Axelrod,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Aaron Thompson,
Gang of Four,
The Pop Group,
Joy Division,
Flamin' Groovies,
Alison Limerick,
Los Fastidios,
The Seeds,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Gun Club,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Yellowson,
the Slits,
Davy DMX,
Tom Boy,
ABBA,
The Fire Engines,
Oneida,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Nik Kershaw,
Eric Dolphy,
Pulsallama,
Rapeman,
Buzzcocks,
The Raincoats,
DJ Style,
Magma,
Monks,
Sexual Harrassment,
Warren Ellis,
Q65,
Joensuu 1685,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Names,
Brick,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Lakeside,
Sixth Finger,
The Martian,
Nation of Ulysses,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Goldenarms,
Surgeon,
Aloha Tigers, Aloha Tigers, Aloha Tigers, Aloha Tigers.
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.