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 Moldova and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 London and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 sitar 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 Grandmaster Flash to the punk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Los Fastidios. All the underground hits.
All The Moody Blues tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Thompson Twins record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 a güiro and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Khruangbin record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scratch Acid,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Blake Baxter,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Youth Brigade,
E-Dancer,
Desert Stars,
Henry Cow,
Accadde A,
Shuggie Otis,
The Velvet Underground,
Brothers Johnson,
AZ,
Dawn Penn,
Yusef Lateef,
X-102,
Bobby Womack,
The Moleskins,
Young Marble Giants,
Kas Product,
The Seeds,
Reuben Wilson,
Traffic Nightmare,
Ossler,
Cal Tjader,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Glambeats Corp.,
Alton Ellis,
One Last Wish,
Mo-Dettes,
Nick Fraelich,
Wolf Eyes,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Bill Near,
Darondo,
Rites of Spring,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Patti Smith,
Excepter,
Eddi Front,
Absolute Body Control,
Black Sheep,
Hasil Adkins,
CMW,
Isaac Hayes,
Ice-T,
LL Cool J,
Essential Logic,
Roger Hodgson,
Piero Umiliani,
Sun City Girls,
Symarip,
Brand Nubian,
Marine Girls,
New York Dolls,
OOIOO,
China Crisis,
Los Fastidios,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Rosa Yemen,
Monolake,
Outsiders,
Pet Shop Boys, Pet Shop Boys, Pet Shop Boys, Pet Shop Boys.
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.