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 Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic 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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Gil Scott Heron to the disco kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Robert Hood. All the underground hits.
All DeepChord presents Echospace tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Donny Hathaway record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
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 The Barracudas record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Kayak,
Audionom,
The Smiths,
The Count Five,
Rites of Spring,
Pantaleimon,
The Tremeloes,
Whodini,
Essential Logic,
Malaria!,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Music Machine,
Andrew Hill,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Peter & Gordon,
KRS-One,
Scott Walker,
La Düsseldorf,
The Trojans,
Deepchord,
CMW,
Soft Machine,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Kevin Saunderson,
Altered Images,
Dual Sessions,
Delta 5,
Sixth Finger,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Names,
Erykah Badu,
Unrelated Segments,
The Victims,
Organ,
Mission of Burma,
Sandy B,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Spandau Ballet,
Quadrant,
Kerrie Biddell,
LL Cool J,
Avey Tare,
Terrestrial Tones,
Cybotron,
Matthew Bourne,
Urselle,
Funky Four + One,
Michelle Simonal,
Roxy Music,
Inner City,
Fela Kuti,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
F. McDonald,
Kurtis Blow,
Freddie Wadling,
Rosa Yemen,
Matthew Halsall,
Mr. Review,
Iggy Pop,
Y Pants,
Amon Düül,
Davy DMX,
The Golliwogs, The Golliwogs, The Golliwogs, The Golliwogs.
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.