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 United Kingdom and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 Calgary and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 Robert Palmer 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 Circle Jerks to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Gang of Four. All the underground hits.
All Davy DMX tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fugazi 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joensuu 1685 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lucky Dragons,
Laurel Aitken,
Radiohead,
Panda Bear,
Arcadia,
The Grass Roots,
Crash Course in Science,
Cymande,
Amazonics,
Frankie Knuckles,
Graham Central Station,
Young Marble Giants,
Second Layer,
Minnie Riperton,
Gastr Del Sol,
Technova,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Invisible,
The Dave Clark Five,
Prince Buster,
The Music Machine,
Sexual Harrassment,
China Crisis,
Pet Shop Boys,
Monks,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
John Holt,
The Electric Prunes,
Jacques Brel,
ABBA,
Warsaw,
Ossler,
Leonard Cohen,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Lebanon Hanover,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Don Cherry,
Bobby Hutcherson,
DJ Style,
Desert Stars,
Organ,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Duran Duran,
Guru Guru,
Aswad,
Joensuu 1685,
Bootsy Collins,
John Cale,
Infiniti,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Amon Düül II,
Silicon Teens,
Ituana,
David McCallum,
Con Funk Shun,
Howard Jones,
Joy Division,
John Coltrane,
Minor Threat,
Banda Bassotti, Banda Bassotti, Banda Bassotti, Banda Bassotti.
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.