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 Denmark and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Mumbai.
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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Ituana to the grime kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon. All the underground hits.
All Brand Nubian tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Electric Prunes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Zeros record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cecil Taylor,
The Dave Clark Five,
Bill Near,
Wasted Youth,
Curtis Mayfield,
Fugazi,
Con Funk Shun,
Wally Richardson,
Slick Rick,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Blancmange,
Outsiders,
Roy Ayers,
UT,
Jacob Miller,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Pop Group,
Duran Duran,
Bill Wells,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Amon Düül II,
Ponytail,
Swell Maps,
Masters at Work,
Second Layer,
Donald Byrd,
Isaac Hayes,
Cheater Slicks,
Tom Boy,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Thee Headcoats,
Tropical Tobacco,
Eden Ahbez,
Graham Central Station,
Sixth Finger,
Delon & Dalcan,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Sam Rivers,
Glambeats Corp.,
Dual Sessions,
Half Japanese,
Harry Pussy,
MC5,
La Düsseldorf,
Hardrive,
Clear Light,
Shoche,
The Remains,
The Standells,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Can,
Ituana,
Index,
The Litter,
Aswad,
Fear,
Silicon Teens,
Unrelated Segments,
Minor Threat,
Loose Ends,
Bush Tetras,
Scan 7,
Motorama, Motorama, Motorama, Motorama.
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.